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God is Good

So, being the first week on the job at my internship, I am very excited that the end of the week has come. It has been a very busy and productive week, working for my dad at his car dealership. I have made many runs to target, office max, best buy and so forth. The first thing this little dealership needs is some serious organization, which some of you may know I have a sortof OCD relationship with. So I went straight to work. I have found good use of the 30-40-some-up to an hour long drive to talk to God about my friends and family and what's going on in my life. I have spent the car ride on the way to work (in my demo, which is a pretty cool bonus) praying for the day ahead of me. Just want to take this opportunity to thank the Lord for answering one particular prayer this morning. So I was thinking, pretty sure that we haven't sold a car all week, last week, dad sold 5 or so. So I said, God, I pray that we would sell at least one car today. In the car world, it's pretty tough to sell cars when it's raining cats and dogs and arms and legs.... but today we officially sold one car and delivered two cars, with one more in the works when I left for the day. God is so good. Plus, I miss Louis like crazy and I get to see him tomorrow, which makes me smile SSSSSSOOOOOOOO big and get pretty jazzed about that. Anyways, I suppose that's it. Feel free to post prayer requests, cuz I'd love to be praying for you.
In Him,
Kate

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