side of the house where he had the supplies. He told them what he wanted done and they got to work. About an hour later more vehicles arrived and they set up lunch on his front lawn. Those that had been painting stopped and ate then went back to work. By end of the day, his house was almost finished. “I appreciate your help. It would have taken me several weekends. I don’t know who told you I needed help but thank you to that person too.”
“We will see you tomorrow, Nathan” Tom Green said as he headed for his vehicle. Nathan waved them off and went inside. They had even cleaned up the mess so he had his whole night to review his sermon for tomorrow. Dear Lord in Heaven. Thank you for the person who organized my painting help. Bless them in a special way. In Your Son’s Name, Amen.
On Thursday, Nathan’s car didn’t start so he ended up calling the church administrative assistant and telling her that he would be in tomorrow. She could tell whoever called to call him at home. He told her his car wasn’t working and he needed to work on it. As he walked out the door to head to the garage, a tow truck service pulled into his driveway.
“Hi Mason.” Nathan greeted the driver as he stepped down from his truck. “What are you doing here?”
“I heard you needed some help.”
“You did. Did Amanda call you?”
“No. My wife called me. Told me to hustle over here.”
“Well, I think it is just the battery but I hadn’t gotten around to making sure.”
“I’ll look it over.” Mason said as he followed Nathan to his garage. Mason determined that it was the battery and took Nathan to purchase a new one. After installing the new one and making sure the car would start, he told Nathan goodbye and went on his way. Nathan changed his clothes and went to the church.
“Amanda, who did you tell that my car wasn’t working?” he asked when he arrived
“No one. I don’t tell your personal business.”
“I appreciate that. Mason showed up and fixed my car for me.”
“That’s nice. You had a couple of messages while you were gone.” She said handing him the papers. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” She said leaving for the day.
“Bye.” He said reviewing the messages. He went into his office and sat down behind his desk. Dear Heavenly Father. Thank you for sending Mason to help me with my car. In Jesus’ name, Amen
Saturday morning, Nathan’s phone rang at his house. “Hello”
“Hi Nathan. It’s Jeremy Newham.”
“Hi. How are you?”
“I’m good. Leah said you wanted shelves put up at your house, can we come over and get the measurements so she can make them for you?”
“How does she know that? I didn’t mention it to her.”
“I don’t know; you’ll have to talk to her. I’m just asking if you want us to come take the measurements.”
“Let me call her and then she can let you know.”
“Sure. See you later.”
Nathan stared puzzled at his phone and then went to find Leah and Faith’s phone number. He dialed them up.
“Hello”
“Hi. It’s Nathan
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