this morning

so this morning things were going fairly well; i'd managed to get myself and jordan dressed, fed and all of our things together for a day at the pregnancy center.

i strapped J into his carseat and threw my keys in the drivers seat. after i shut his door i heard a "Click". And my heart sank. He'd locked himself, my keys, purse, and cell phone in the car.

Nice. Not a problem unless your husband is overseas on a mission trip and not a "phone call away".

i tried to think fast and saw that my neighbor's car was there. so i ran over and used her cell phone and phone book to call a locksmith. then we both stood outside the windows trying to coax jordan to unlock the door. 30 minutes later the locksmith came and popped it open.

Here's the awesome part. I grabbed my checkbook and he told me there was no charge. I almost cried! God knew we not afford the $50-75 fee....and he sent the right man to come and unlock the car. In fact, I'd called 3 other ones before him and no one answered. Just a reminder of God's faithfulness and goodness to us.