Prayers work...Pagan Chants..not so much.

I have been such a slacker blogger lately, and for that I am sorry. It is not because I have had nothing interesting to write about...believe me with as much poop as I have experienced in the last week...I could give you a poop story a day. But, I want to be better than that. I feel I may be a little too juvenile with my poop stories, and some of you may be thinking, "Grow up". ? So today I will write about my oven. Yup, my oven went out a few weeks ago and since then, it has been a faith promoting experience everytime we want to bake anything. One day last week (I am sure it became one of my daughter's pivitol testimony builders on prayer.) I had been working on making French bread (from scratch) all day...(I know, obviously the gas line must have been leaking too, cuz whats the deal?) So, it was time to bake the bread (finally!) and the oven won't go on. I shook the range, I unplugged it, I turned on and off the gas...I opened the doors, everywhere. I danced around it, we chanted some Pagan song...I don't know, lots of stuff. In the meantime, I am praying too...but it is more like a prayer of ,"Okay, Heavenly Father, this stupid bread has taken so long to rise...and now if it doesn't hit the oven, it will rise TOO much and it will be ruined...please, give me a break and make my oven turn on!". So, not so reverent. Elizabeth says, (as she is watching me dance around)..."How about we all say a prayer out loud?" "Sure babe." So, we reverently bow our head, and pray that it will start so the bread will not rise any more and we can eat this bread. Of course, there is a God and He hears us. The oven started right away. Elizabeth and Sarah give me a big smile. I look up and smile and then Sarah suggests that we pray to say thanks. So we did...and we ate some yummy bread. I am almost sure that God touched the bread with his finger while we had our eyes closed so it can taste decent too. So now, we have a new oven. (Which is another miracle story, I will tell sometime.) I know that God is giving me so many pickles so I can see how He will get me out of them. I feel some real stretching. I just hope it stays to household appliances and finances. I will enjoy those trials while I have them. My prayers are with those who are beyond the appliance trials. Love you all.....Ana