He Makes the Impossible Possible!

Hey Friends!

I'll be honest ~ it's been a hard week. :(

Besides preparing for my testimony filming, I was sick for 5 days (ugh!), we have mice in our home (the worst was last night when I discovered my dog placed a dead mouse on our bedroom comforter!!!), and I've received phone calls/emails with updates such as...

"They've called hospice. It's terminal"

"He's moving out. He told the kids he wants a divorce"

"She discovered he's been having an affair with someone from the kids' school"

AHHH!

I was going to write a post on "Things I Don't Love Thursday" ~ but I really do try to make this blog a source of hope and inspiration, rather than ranting about my minor inconveniences (like the 13 mice my husband has caught so far).

So, I'm reposting a favorite story today. I need a fresh reminder that our God is a God who makes the impossible possible! Enjoy!

(I'm heading to the bookstore ~ I hear more noises in our kitchen (like mice!). Ahhh! Lord help me! Critter Control can't come until Wednesday of next week. By then we could have an army of mice!)



A few years ago, our family decided we’d have lunch at Wendy’s every Sunday after church.

After a few weeks, we noticed the same woman worked the drive thru every Sunday.

It wasn’t hard for us to pick up on this – this woman – who we now know is named Margo – had a deep smokers voice, glasses that she wore down her nose, and a front gold tooth. Not to mention she was easily confused and a little bit grumpy.

OK, so maybe a lot grumpy.

In fact, some of my family members (I won’t name names) started to call her Grumpy. As we’d pull up to the drive thru, they’d say, “Oh no – look who’s working today”.

So I said, “What if we started to pray for her??” The family’s response was something like, “Ugghhh” – but we all agreed to pray for Margo, and pray that God would use us to show her what He is like.

Soon we started dining inside of Wendy’s each Sunday. Margo started coming over to our booth to visit with us.

We started to become friends.

In fact, I can remember the first time we weren’t going to be there the next week (John and I were going away to Mackinac Island) and Margo said, “Be sure to bring me pictures”.

Sure enough, the next Sunday – Mother’s Day – we went to Wendy’s for lunch so we could visit with Margo and show her our pictures.

Somehow, in one of our conversations, we mentioned the gym we belong to. She said, “Oh man, that one with all the pools and that huge water slide. I’ve dreamed about going swimming there.”

The next week, we brought in a week’s membership pass for Margo, and invited her to spend the day at the pool with us. What a blast that was – listening to Margo on the phone calling her sister saying, “Girlfriend, you’ll never guess where I am” – and watching her go down the water slide – screaming like a school girl – enjoying every bit of it – not a grumpy bone in sight.>



Our friends started coming to Wendy’s with us after church – and they would love on Margo too.

My guess is that she probably started receiving more hugs at Wendy’s than she’s ever had in her whole life. We learned of some of Margo’s financial needs and asked our community of friends if they would like to bless her. Anonymously Margo started receiving gas gift cards, and grocery gift cards to help fill in that financial gap. When Margo’s car broke down and she needed a ride home – she called us – we were her new family.

One night I was having a home party, and I sensed God say, “invite Margo”.

I’ll be honest – I wrestled with that one. "God, it's one thing to go visit her or give her a ride, but to invite her into my home, with all my friends..."

I was soon convicted of my pride – and that night, at my home, one of my dear friends led Margo to the Lord and she accepted Jesus as her Lord and Savior.

It was so fun to watch God work in Margo’s life. She began attending church with us. I was asked to lead a children’s Bible club each Tuesday morning. I knew I was supposed to take the job – and someone else was to join me.

You know who, right?

Margo!

Each Tuesday morning , my girls and I would pick up Margo, and she would go help at the Bible Club with us. Margo was making $10 an hour to learn basic Bible Truths and sing fun Bible songs.

Isn’t God awesome??



I’ll never forget one of our crafts – On a sheet of paper I typed "God Loves Me" at the bottom, and then I took a photo of each of the kids, had them glue it on, and then decorate it.

Margo, of course, as one of the helpers, had to make one too. She was so proud of her craft – and for the next few months – every time I went to Margo’s – there it hung proudly on her refrigerator. God loves Margo.

Life can be hard – and this is definitely true for Margo.

Our paths don’t cross like they used to – unfortunately she was let go from Wendy’s, and has had a hard time finding steady employment ever since. I did run into her in the produce section at Meijers, of all places.

What a blessing to be the arms and mouthpiece of God – give her a big hug - and remind her of that simple truth that God loves her so very much, and we do too.


What a wonderful reminder of how God desires to use us in the midst of our ordinary, every day life for His purposes. He is a God who makes the impossible possible! :) Woo Hoo!

(I needed that today. Anyone else??)

How have you seen God work in your life recently?? I'd love to hear from you!!

Thanks for stopping by *She Sparkles*! Have a joy-filled, mice-less, day!



P.S. Margo has given me permission to share her story. We love you, Margo!! :) >