Pennies from Heaven

First, thank you to all who are praying. I cannot believe the outpouring of love that my middle of the night heart cry has received. God bless you all.

I wrote this after my father died. God has always made His presence known during the hardest times. Yesterday, as I was getting back into my car after dropping my two oldest at a friend's home, I found a penny outside my car door that wasn't there when I had gotten out. It reminded me once more of this story, and I had to share.

Pennies from Heaven

The day my father died was a warm and sunny late spring day.  I awoke

to the phone ringing over and over with my cell phone signaling text

messages simultaneously.  With my heart and soul I knew there was a

problem.  When I finally was awake enough to answer the phone, my

sister calmly recounted the events of the early hours and pleaded with

me sincerely, but sternly, to get to the hospital as soon as possible.

 I at first thought of taking a shower and making the kids breakfast

but then her words sunk in and I quickly dressed and coaxed the kids

to do the same.  I hurriedly called a friend to watch them for awhile

and then piled my two little ones into my car.

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