WAIT.......I HAVE A COUPON FOR THAT!

Yes, it's true. I'm one of THOSE people. I use coupons for EVERYTHING: groceries, dog food, pedicures, fast food, frozen yogurt, shampoo, dentists (not recommended), laundry detergent, even christian apparel.
And points! You gotta love accumulating points for everyday purchases. Bonus! On average I save between 10-30% on everything we buy. (loud applause...hello! That's ALOT!)
My husband,  feckless free-spending hunk that he is... DOES NOT.
Before you go there, I am NOT CHEAP. I just love to get a bargain...plus I have to balance out what Mr. Money is spending!
Because God is so hilarious, my husband and I just began a finance study at our church called the Good Samaritan. Six blissful weeks on budgeting. The funny part is, I let him think it was HIS idea, and so far it's really working!
Putting our finances down on paper, I realized something kinda groovy. The only thing "free" and without rules or an expiration date is our SALVATION. I mean,what if we had to clip a coupon to receive God's Grace? What if you needed 10,000 points to redeem God's mercy? And gasp... what if the coupon expired before you repented? Yikes!
Having a relationship with Christ is a beautiful thing. His goodness is never-ending, his direct prayer line is toll-free and we can worship Him all day long....without a coupon.

Perform a Miracle... In THESE Shoes?

Do you think Jesus ever "called it a day" because his sandals were giving Him blisters? I can't picture Him saying "No more miracles for you!" like the soup Nazi on Seinfeld, just because He had a headache.

What if MOSES never got to part the Red Sea because He had a root canal that day? Can you imagine???

A few nights ago, I find myself in the ER with the worst migraine EVER!
My mind is twirling, visualizing the worst possible outcome. I began to re-think waiting three days to go the hospital. I am very busy wrapped up in ME-LAND. Me Me Me Me Me Me Me Me
Suddenly, out of no where, a pitiful, disturbed woman came screeching into the ER lobby. She is carrying a  hot-pink quilted satin bag that probably held everything she owned inside. She was suffering from a serious mental illness coupled with a few pints of vodka and desperately needed attention, medical or otherwise.

My head was throbbing so I had a washcloth over my eyes and ice on my neck. I commanded my husband to MAKE HER BE QUIET! When he refuses, I dramatically sigh and move across the lobby far away from loud girl, totally annoyed. Relief washes over me when I hear my name called into triage. YES!
As if on cue..My hubby suddenly has to "run to Home Depot". (thanks babe)

The loud girl ends up running into traffic and disappeared, she never got the help she came for.

The next day, still suffering by the way, Jesus woke me up first thing in the morning and asked me "WHY? WHY didn't I pray for Samantha? " (the loud girl)
 "Why didn't I reach out to her and tell her about JESUS?"

Embarrassed, I replied... "How could I serve you Lord? I had a migraine".