Cattle on a Thousand Hills

Today has been filled with blessings from Heaven.  First, I enjoyed a free Swedish full-body massage from the south campus of Tarrant County College.  In times past, I have enjoyed several such massages from this school, but I only partook of one per semester.  I wasn't aware the massage therapy school allowed each individual up to and including four visits during this time.  Wow!  I have been missing out.  After this morning's session, I scheduled my next massage for Saturday, September 17th.  Upon arriving home, I checked the mail to find a $500 check from a benefactor.  This was a shock and a surprise!  It was as if money was falling from heaven, and it was.  In the Psalms, God speaks about owning everything in the world, along with cattle on a thousand hills.  Today He must have sold one of them to provide for my needs.  The money will get deposited directly in to the bank savings account for future needs.  Thank you God for providing for my needs in Your time.  The money is helping to offset the cost of the new battery I had to purchase for the vehicle.  Who knows where else this gift may help.  God hasn't forgotten about me, especially when I think He has.  Malachai chapter three discusses testing God with my tithe and offerings to see Him open the floodgates of blessing in Heaven.  Almighty God the Father has proven Himself true over and over again.

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