I slept in late today and was excited about a day without responsibilities or commitments. I had big plans to make my own cards from last night's card camp, along with some for a swap that are due tomorrow. What a perfect day. However, as I was lounging around in my pj's, the phone rang. I was asked to help out someone from church who was moving from a house they were selling, into a rental house that needed some clean up work.
My task was to wipe down all the cupboards and drawers in the kitchen. There was a sticky, rough texture, and I just couldn't stand the thought of my friend putting anything on that tacky, or even furry-feeling surface. As a house warming gesture, I decided to make a run to Home Depot and buy some solid white Contact brand paper to apply to the kitchen cupboards and drawers. I then stopped by my house to get a few materials to do the job, such as a step ladder, measuring tape, scissors, and cutting mat.
The smooth vinyl-like texture was looking good, but as I was working, my headache kept getting worse. At one point, I was all alone, lying on the ground trying to maneuver the paper in this poorly designed lower cabinet area that had a deep recess into a corner, with just a small door to access it. I was almost done with the job, but not quite, and had actually started crying briefly because my head was killing me. Next, I said a little prayer, saying to Heavenly Father, something like, "Here I am, trying to do a good deed, spending part of my dream vacation working on this project, trying to sacrifice my free day to help someone out, and I have this killer headache that is getting worse....Will you PLEASE help me? I need to have this pain go away so I can finish this job."
I was really frustrated, but kept going. It was a nice feeling when I finished up and was clearing up the trash and taking my tools back to my car. Then it hit me that my head had not been hurting for a while, and that my prayer was answered. I had a really warm feeling that my Heavenly Father loves me and listens to me, and helps me when I need Him.
My task was to wipe down all the cupboards and drawers in the kitchen. There was a sticky, rough texture, and I just couldn't stand the thought of my friend putting anything on that tacky, or even furry-feeling surface. As a house warming gesture, I decided to make a run to Home Depot and buy some solid white Contact brand paper to apply to the kitchen cupboards and drawers. I then stopped by my house to get a few materials to do the job, such as a step ladder, measuring tape, scissors, and cutting mat.
The smooth vinyl-like texture was looking good, but as I was working, my headache kept getting worse. At one point, I was all alone, lying on the ground trying to maneuver the paper in this poorly designed lower cabinet area that had a deep recess into a corner, with just a small door to access it. I was almost done with the job, but not quite, and had actually started crying briefly because my head was killing me. Next, I said a little prayer, saying to Heavenly Father, something like, "Here I am, trying to do a good deed, spending part of my dream vacation working on this project, trying to sacrifice my free day to help someone out, and I have this killer headache that is getting worse....Will you PLEASE help me? I need to have this pain go away so I can finish this job."
I was really frustrated, but kept going. It was a nice feeling when I finished up and was clearing up the trash and taking my tools back to my car. Then it hit me that my head had not been hurting for a while, and that my prayer was answered. I had a really warm feeling that my Heavenly Father loves me and listens to me, and helps me when I need Him.
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