Friday, November 7, 2008

Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Claus

Our van is home. I'm writing this at 12:43am because at 11:45 our oldest daughter walked in and announced "the van is here" as casually as if she was saying it's chilly outside. "The van is here?" I repeated, as if trying to decipher unfamiliar words. She nodded, smiling.

"OUR van is here?" I asked again. She laughed and said she'd driven it home.

My husband was really hoping it would be here for hunting weekend, I was beginning to doubt it was fixable at all and most certainly not in the next couple of weeks. I can't sleep and may not be able to unless I go out there to have a look. I peer out my window only to see a vaguely familiar shape in our driveway.

I'm afraid to drive it. I can't wait to drive it. The kids don't even know it's here, yet. Somehow I have to sleep tonight.

Seriously, though, I thank everyone who prays for us. It's appreciated more than you know and right now I feel like the van in my driveway is a promise and a tangible answer to prayer.

4 comments:

Mrs. Sew and Sew - Karen said...

I am thrilled that your van is back. God is good. Have a good weekend! Enjoying driving...lol! =)Karen

~Bren~ said...

YEAH!!! I'll pop for the gas if you come visit!

Sandy said...

Wonderful news Sue!!

God is good and you are rewarded for your patience

Sandy in South Australia

Marilyn Robertson said...

Yippee! The van is home! PTL!