Does God ever use Facebook to give you a sign? While on my tour of America and part of Canada, I’m staying with an incredibly loving and generous Indian Christian family. Arriving as poor immigrants they have since been very blessed 46 years later with a beautiful home and 4 very successful loving adult children and grandchildren. Last night I was earnestly praying about all the wrong decisions I had made during my 20 year ‘prodigal’ journey and how very different the outcome of my life so far, was to theirs. I have 4 wonderful children but divorce and 2 financial crises have scarred them and as they grow they struggle with things this family doesn’t. Last night I was earnestly praying to ask God if all the many wrong decisions could ever be made right? And could my own family ever have a chance to be like the one here with this Indian family? After I finished praying I turned on my phone to scroll Facebook before dropping off to sleep and the first thing popping out at me was this…
I’ll take that.
I Am The Woman At The Well 