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Greetings! I am not sure as to why I posted this Tim pic, but I never understood why newspaper dispensers were always so close together and some were free and others you had to pay for. Seems as though one would pick up the FREE one if they had so many choices!

Anyways...Tim and I have been spending our days cooped up in the garage preparing for the BIG MOVING SALE this Saturday and Monday. We're praying for a good turnout and clear, sunny skies. The forecast calls for rain, but I KNOW we serve the God who created the rain, so He can make it stop! :)

We're now approaching the home stretch....this is our last weekend with kids and after this benefit moving sale, we have only one more benefit before we fly away. It's a benefit concert on June 2nd at our church, The Life Center. We're praying that people will come and enjoy good tunes, good food, and give to the good cause. We have quite a ways to go in raising funds for our first year tuition, so these last few pushes gotta be good. The rest is up to God!

Despite all the chaos and busy, filled days, God is teaching me to prioritize and to take time to care for myself. Last month I had some pretty crazy issues around my period and it raised some serious red flags in my world. Between the IBS, PCOS and parasites, I have been rebuking sickness all year. In the past, I would visit specialists and doctors, but their remedies didn't help. I got annoyed and frustrated and decided to just give up on being healthy. I figured that if I concentrated on serving God and doing what He asked me to do, then He would have to make me healthy enough to do it.

But then He started speaking to me again about my health. Poor timing, I thought. He spoke through a number of sources and I finally said to the Lord, "If I am supposed to see someone again about this health junk, then you have to provide the funds and the person I am to see."

Then I gave Him a time limit....because I really hate going to see doctors and things are just too crazy right now to spend hours and hours in medical clinics. So I said, "God, if you really think I need to focus on this right now, then please send an undesignated cheque in the mail that is significant enough to pay for treatment."

No sooner did I pray that a letter came in the mail with $500. in it!!!!!!! No kidding! Then my nursing buddy came over to help me with a first aid bag for our trip and she felt like the Lord had given her the name of a naturopathic doctor that I was to see. We looked her up online and found out that she is a registered midwife!!! AND NATUROPATH! AND she teaches midwifery! How cool is that?

But then we found out she wasn't taking patients.

But then...I told the receptionist my story of being diagnosed with IBS and PCOS, that I was told I wouldn't be able to have kids (bull!), that Tim and I had been trying for five years, that I got salmonella and mennicoccl-somethingorother, that my digestive tract was wacko and I was moving to the Philippines to be a midwife in July and wouldn't be returning for a long time. She nearly dropped the phone and demanded that I come in as soon as possible. She worked it out that I would see the doctor's apprentice, a naturopath AND a midwife in training! I was stunned at God's provision. He made it so clear that this was the next step to take so that my body would be able to keep up with the cuisine, pace and lifestyle I would be facing in the Philippines.

So, today at 11 am, I drive to Langley to see this naturopath. I am cautiously optimistic and maybe the only reason I am to go there is to learn more about midwifery, make connections or just sit and be encouraged. Who knows? But God provided once again and I am grateful.

Be blessed and thank you for all your comments. They are so encouraging and such a blessing!