I will be posting some of my adventures at the Prophecy Conference at Bethel, Redding.
|No Devil, You Can't Get me Down !!|
On a whim, I grabbed two Theological books from Robert’s library as I ran out the door on my way to the Prophecy Conference.
The next day during lunch break I wanted to purchase some of Dano’s books, so I decided to take my purchases to my car.
I noticed that there was closer parking so I choose to move my car and re-entered the building because it was time for the next session. The class for the afternoon ended and at 5:00 pm, dinner at the Holiday Inn was included in our sign up fee; so I headed for my car and was looking forward to a nice dinner.
Reaching for my keys, they were nowhere to be found.
Quickly (not frantically) I returned to the information desk and asked if there was a lost and found, because I can’t find my keys.
The security guard asked me, “Is your car a green Mazda Van with the keys in the ignition and the motor running?” I looked his way, and said, “Yes, I think that is me.”
Shaun was at the information desk, and as I pulled my insurance information from my wallet, I asked him if he could make the phone calls for the locksmith to open my car because I can’t hear over the phone.
After some back and forth, everything was approved, but they could not get there until after 6:00 pm. That would mean the dinner for me was nada.
Shaun and the security guard exchanged comments and Shaun said he would take me to the dinner, because he hated for me to miss out. The security guard agreed to be the watchman for the lock smith.
At the Holliday Inn, Shaun was a gentleman and let me out close to the restaurant while he found a parking place. The young boy at the door asked me if I would like to enter. Peering inside I could see a Very Long Line of people waiting. I told him, “No I will wait for my driver.”
The boy at the door, asked if all was well – so I laughed as I told him my problem. I was cheerful during the entire time, because we should laugh at calamity.
As my driver approached, the young boy said, “Come with me,” and beckoned that we should follow him. The boy took the two of us to the front of the line and up to the food table. We were given preferential treatment and we rejoiced.
After a wonderful dinner, we left because Shaun really needed to get back to work. We arrived back at the church at 6:00 pm - - and there was the Guard holding my keys and smiling.
Since it was an hour before service, so in the cool hall way a leather sofa, conveniently allowed me to lie down. I closed my eyes, and sang in the spirit as I rested. Soon it was time for service, and as I began to gather my things, a middle aged gentleman leaned down and said to me, “I just wanted to tell you that you are beautiful.” I told him, “Thank you very much.”
I asked the Lord, “What can I do for Shaun to thank him for his kindness to take me to the dinner?”
The Lord said, “Why do you think I asked you to grab those two books as you were leaving home?”
( It was NOT a whim, but you have already guessed that.)