It is said that you know you have a really good friend when you call them at the last minute to help you move and they show up immediately. Well, my sister is in the process of moving and is 2 days from the close of selling her current place. She lives about 1 1/2 hours from me, so it is not easy to just buzz over and help her. People have been giving her a hand and she had movers come over yesterday to move what was left. I planned on spending the day there today to help her clean and do any finishing touches. When I arrived, I saw that there was still a lot of stuff in the house. And it seemed that every door we opened held more. We got most of it packed up and looked at the huge pile in the middle of the living room. Then I thought of my son. He had not started his job and perhaps he wasn’t busy. So, I gave him a call and explained the situation. He came as soon as he could. We were able to load up his SUV as well and with his heavy lifting ability, bringing everything up to the 3rd floor of the new apartment was made so much easier. My sister and I were so grateful. He is not only a relative, but someone we can count on when in need. That means so much.

I Found God today in a reliable son.