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The provision of God - always at the eleventh hour. Situations where I have one day before I have to move and I STILL don't know where I'm suppose to be moving. I pick up the paper (again) and ring up an
advertisement that I'm thinking has already been answered.
The lady says I'm her 35th caller. She asks me to meet her and she asks where I work. I tell her at a church office and she says, "You can move in tomorrow". *faints* She puts the rent down to what I can afford and doesn't charge me bond money and it has EVERYTHING in the place that I didn't have. Yep, I just love it when God provides. Wooohooo!!!
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