And as usual, it’s beyond what we could ever ask.

One of Dad’s pastor friends is moving and he and his wife gave us enough “treasures” to fill the back of the van and the bed of the truck, stacked nearly five feet high. This friend is a true Rennaissance Man; been there, done that, brought back the t-shirt. Hannah has a gorgeous English saddle, saddle blanket, and saddle bag, plus a much larger electronic keyboard. She’s nearly giddy.

A lot of the stuff was for Dad and I couldn’t even begin to list everything. He now has several professional-quality tools for his shop, new shirts, sports coats, jackets, hats, a variety of hunting-related items, and the jazz guitar amp he’s been wanting since he was sixteen. God is so cool.

Stephen has a brand-new Ovation 12-string acoustic guitar, and two new guitar cases. He said he nearly cried when he saw it. He was also given an Ovation guitar neon light, an acoustic pick-up, a brand-new harmonica (which he now wants to learn), a new leather jacket…the list goes on.

We all have new winter coats, and there are a half-dozen garbage bags stuffed with clothes that we have yet to go through. These aren’t Wal-Mart clothes either, they shopped at GAP, Columbia, etc. How can you adequately thank someone for such overflowing generosity? We’re not poor by any means, but we’re not rich either: my dad is a retired pastor who’s trying to start a business, my mom works part-time and still cares for two kids and her aging dad, and all while putting their eldest daughter (moi) through college. It’s not easy, but we trust that God will provide, and when he does…He Does.