I have a dear friend who teases me incessantly about my tendency to attract random men in my travels. Fortunately, my dear husband is not threatened by this! Or at least, I hope he’s not πππ. My most recent was Richard, from Cambodia. And Thai, our tuk tuk driver. They appeared seemingly out of nowhere, but I know it was the Lord who sent them! When I kept referring to ‘us’ and ‘we’ when talking with my Cambodia FDI work team, the director, Teresa, finally asked me, ‘Who is this we you are referring to?’ πππ How to explain? All I know, is that they made a somewhat intimidating situation so much more enjoyable and fun. Being with the two of them, I didn’t have to worry about getting lost, or getting scammed. I consider them dear friends, and I’m so grateful to have had the time with them in a very beautiful, raw, and unfamiliar environment!
Dear, concerned friendπ
And dear, forever friends Richard and Thaiπ€

I say this now because I am finding myself in a similar situation here in Colorado. The man I am renting the cottage from lives right next-door. He checks in periodically with me to see if I need anything, and to let me know when he’s going on shift at the fire station just down the street. I can’t tell you the peace of mind it brings me to know that he’s close by in the event something should happen. I remember worrying about snow removal prior to coming here. Everything was so uncertain and I just didn’t know what to expect. But now I have my ‘guardian in skin’ just a mere few feet away. He’s got a stellar sense of humor tooππππ! So grateful for that!
When I think back, I can see how those ‘guardians’ have been ever present throughout my life. Even when I wasn’t aware. But now that I am, I can’t help but offer thanks each day to the Lord for his steadfast provision for me, even down to the the tiniest detail.π€ππ
’Blessed is she who believed that the Lord would fulfill His promises to her!’ Luke 1:45 π
I remember once many years ago. I was in between dogs, yet still walking in the wee hours of morning when it was pitch black outside. On one day, as I turned to make the trek up the long hill, the last hill before I got home, I could see headlights at the top. I continued walking, but then realized that the vehicle wasn’t moving. A still small voice was telling me to turn back and go the other way, but I didn’t. Partly because I was almost home and I was tired, and partly because I thought it was just my fear speaking. The closer I got to those headlights, still not moving, the louder the voice got. But I continued to ignore it. I soon got close enough to see that the vehicle was not near either of the only two homes on that upper part of the hill, which left me looking for an escape route should somebody get out of the vehicle. The closer I got, the louder the voice continued to get, telling me to turn back and go the other way. By that time I was rationalizing in my head that the person would see that and know that I was afraid. How foolish of me! As I walked past the large, looming truck, I refrained from looking directly at whomever was sitting in the driver’s seat, and only listened for the sound of the door opening. The door never did open, and as I continued up the hill, I realized how foolish an error I had made in not heeding that command to turn back. It made me wonder what type of angel the Lord put next to me to protect me. ‘Maybe it was a dragon,’ I thought with nervous chuckle. But still, I determined then and there to never make so foolish an error again.

The ONLY guardian I need. And always by my sideπππ€
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