You've heard the saying "a Christmas Miracle has happened"...….well, I'd like to share our "Christmas Miracle" story with you. It starts out just as your typical Christmas story starts. Work was really slow and Ronnie had gotten sick and was not able to work even if the work was available. Derek had ask for a computer for Christmas. I knew money was too tight for us to be able to afford that. But I also knew, he could really benefit from getting a new computer; with his school work, some new classes he was going to be taking, and being on the homeschool Journalism staff. So I started looking at different brands and ask on my Facebook page what everyone recommended. I was hoping all the while some sale would hit and I would be able to afford one.
One day I received a text from a sweet lady at church, who has a computer shop, telling me that someone had just traded in a very nice lap top and they would sell it to us for a very reasonable price. I was just floored! I was in awe that something others would consider worldly, but we knew had potential to help Derek, God seemed fit to bless him with.
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Every year, I have the kids make out Christmas lists and I split it up and hand it out between all our different family members. This year, Leah's Christmas list said three things:
A Horse
A Halter
A Rural King Gift Card
Easy enough, right? Ha! The child is 8 and she's spunky, but not a take charge kind of person. She seems to live her in own little world most of the time. So if we were even to consider getting her a horse, it would need to be dead broke and not skittish around children. Oh, and then there's this thing of money! Typically, a decent horse that's broke is expensive and remember we're dealing with the issue of no work...
So like a responsible adult, I'm just not even considering this horse idea. I'm trying to coax other ideas out of her and she keeps telling, "Nothing else, I just really want a horse." I spent half of November and the first 2 weeks of December racking my brain, trying to come up with ideas for this child to open on Christmas morning.
One afternoon, some friends of ours, that we don't see very often at all, came over. The kids all had fun playing and the mother and I spent the morning talking Heart of Dakota and Charlotte Mason books. We had a wonderful visit.
When they were packing up to leave, we had to go to the barn to gather all the children and she commented on how nice our barn was. She mentioned that Cricket (our current horse) looked like she needed a friend. She also mentioned they had an older horse too and they were looking for a new home for it! At first, I just brushed it off, but the more she talked about it, the more I realized this could possibly be the answer to Leah's prayer. However, the next hurdle was Ronnie. He's not been excited about having another horse, because we don't have more fence up. She assured him more fence or not, the horse would be a good one for us and the price was excellent......FREE! We told her we would talk about it and get back with her. So I tried to play it low key, but I was super excited about the idea of making Leah's dream come true.
By the next day, Ronnie was warming up to the idea and started thinking about how we could make it work. By the end of the week, we had text them and let them know we wanted the horse. Ronnie was going a million miles an hour with excitement of how he would surprise Leah with it Christmas morning. I'll let the video tell the rest of the story...
I heard this song today and I think it sums up my feelings just perfectly. It's called "Didn't I Walk on the Water", by The Dunaways.
…...She hears a voice so soft and low
He says I've moved like that before,
I'll do this little thing
And I'll oh, I'll give you so much more.
Didn't I walk on the water
And calm the raging sea
I spoke to the wind,
it hushed and I gave you peace
Didn't I run to your rescue,
Didn't I hear you when you called.
I walked right beside you just so you wouldn't fall
Didn't I leave all of heaven just to die for your sins,
Searched until I found you and
I'd do it all again
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