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"Josh and Shanna live in Phoenix, AZ. We have created this blog as a way to stay in touch with our family and friends that have been spread across the country. As you will find out...We absolutely love our English Mastiff, Beckett! You'll be seeing a lot of him on here :)"

Little Blessings

If you know me at all I love "Shabby Chic!"

One day when I was at work there was a lady at the nurses station that was looking for me. I was in a patient's room and I was watching her dialogue with a co worker. She was strangely familiar, but I could not place where I had met her. She was a plain woman, but was very beautiful. I came out to the nurses station and met her. She told me that she was a patient in the hospital a couple months ago and I had taken care of her on another floor. She had been thinking about me and the kindness that I had showed her when she was sick. She had been looking for me through the hospital so that she could show her gratitude by giving me the a beautiful quilted bag. She had been quilting the bag and remembered me when she was making it, and wanted me to have it. She was full of gratitude and praise for the care that I had given her. I could not remember her name, or her illness, but she was fondly familiar, and this strange feeling overcame me. I thanked her and hugged her, I looked down at her beautiful craftsmanship and looked up and she was gone.
I know that angels are all around us, and I feel as the Lord brought this lady into my life that day to give me some encouragement. I am thankful for this lady, whoever she may be, and I am thankful for the Lord for the little blessings that he brings into my life when I need them the most.

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