Dirty Pool
April 30 The devil plays dirty pool. I shared how grief took a bite out of me yesterday concerning my father's birthday. Jesus and I were having a growing time and I was getting to a good place when the phone rang. We are facing a home repair issue and it was the builder with the quote. The quote was five times what we'd been told to expect! I wanted to vomit. It's obvious this builder didn't really want to take on this tedious task, but I felt as if I'd been slapped across the face. We had been taken advantage of by the first builder, which has caused this current issue. Here's the kicker. What I would have done is called my father, who always had the answer to all building problems and loved solving them. My initial reaction was…The devil is playing really dirty on this day when I'm already hurting. The lesson for me is…You still have a father to go to, go to your heavenly Father. (I of course called my husband and son before I prayed. I