Walking with God

Love is my flatmate's cat, Zeus, wrapping his tail around my face. 😆 I love you too, Zeus. ❤️

 When I am working, I set the alarm on my phone to wake me up at the appropriate time, but I always wake up at least half an hour before the alarm goes off as I don't want it to startle me. That's what I call smart thinking. 😆

A few months ago, after I finished eating this ready meal, I decided to save the container, as I thought it would make a great feeding bowl for the local stray cat that I call Loudmouth.  My flatmate has been using the container to feed him. Today, I had the same ready meal. After I finished and washed the container, I thought my flatmate could now throw away the old container and use this one. When I showed my flatmate the new container, she said the old one had gone missing, and possibly taken by the local fox. She was hoping I was going to get a new container. I reckon it was God who had inspired me to get that ready meal, which I haven't had in months.   It just shows God cares about all our needs including Loudmouth's. 😊❤️ Photo of Loudmouth's new feeding bowl.

"God is love." 1 John 4: 8 ---- A few days ago, I decided to play a game of looking for heart shapes in the clouds.  I was travelling on the bus at the time. The first thing I noticed was I was seeing lots of heart shapes outside - graffiti hearts on walls and hearts on shop windows. When I looked up, I saw a few heart shape clouds, but I wasnt able to photograph them as the bus was moving. Since then, I've noticed lots more heart shapes around me, including people wearing outfits with heart shapes. Look what I noticed in my pasta ready meal - a heart shaped mushroom. Thank you, God, for playing with me. ❤️

I was booked for a short shift at this event starting at 6.30am. As there was going to be a tube strike on that day, I planned to leave home around 4.30am and catch the night bus into central London and then catch the overground train, that was still running, to my final destination. The day before the event, my agent asked me if I was available to do a longer shift instead. I said I was. They then cancelled my 6.30am shift and booked me for a shift starting at 7.30am. That  meant, I was able to leave at 5.40am and walk to my local overground train station to catch the 5.55am train which took me to central London where I was able to catch the next overground train to work. I  was not only unaffected by the tube strike, I arrived about 45 minutes early for my shift. I was able to relax and catch up with old friends before our shift started. In the theatre I was working at, I was in a team of four others. We agreed to let each other know when we were going for comfort breaks or ...

On the way out of this conference centre, where I had been working all day, I used the escalator to come down. As I didn't recognise that part of the building, I asked a security guard to direct me to the local train station. He told me to follow the crowd and walk all the way down this path and I will get to the station. As I was approaching the exit, I thought, "this doesn't look right. I'm going the wrong way." I then asked another security guard for direction and he told me to walk all the way back, in the opposite direction. On my way, I saw the previous security guard. When I told him which station I wanted, he realised he'd given me the wrong information and pointed the right way. Just because someone speaks with confidence doesn't mean they are right. The first security guard had spoken with such authority even though he was giving me the wrong information. 😊 Thank God I have the all-knowing Holy Spirit in me to always get me back on track, when I...