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It's Father's Day ...not the Father's Day we expected - but it's the one God gave us.
I bought cards a month ago so no one got them since we packed and ran here to Memphis.
Today was a really tough day for me I cried most of the morning, prayed my heart out and called my Dad to tell him Happy Father's Day while Christian and I drove to Target.
My Dad asked me how I was and I broke down and said not good, he prayed and cried with me. Just as I got off the phone, I turned to Christian and said, "I need Jesus so bad right now."
Then I looked at the car in front of us and this is was the picture of the window of the car in front of me, and this is the picture of the license plate.
Dear God, when I am my weakest you show me that you can take a car from Washington and place it in front of me right when I said I needed you.
You show me in small ways you are right here, every step of the way - in my darkest moments - you are here.