Saturday, December 10, 2011

Someone loves the Girl's Club

I was just leaving to the girl's club yesterday - the weather unusually beautiful for December afternoon - turning the ligths of my car on. The sun was shining brightliy and it was more a routine thing to do because the last few afternoons had been rainiy and dark. Good thing I did it - just when I did turn them on, they went out. No headlights. And 10 more minutes for my lively girl's club with just two of us. After that, at 7 pm, it would be dead dark.
So I called my brother-in-law who lives close by. But he was on his way to a concert he gave. But another good friend (my car doctor) came. Because both of the headlights had died I thought of a fuse to be the reason. Like last Friday, when my central locking died. Also just shortly before the girl's club.
The girls were great again. We read a short story about a birthday party where everybody was having fun except the birthday kid. It is ones girls birthday today and so the story really fit. Then I read a "Happy Birthday" letter to Jesus and all of a sudden we had a conversation if God really talks to us and how we could understand Him.

By the way: both of the light bulbs had died. Both of the headlights at the same time. Seems as someone doesn't like the girl's club these times. Bad luck. There is someone much stronger, higher, and bigger who loves it very much!

3 comments:

elke said...

Ich nehme das jetzt einfach mal auch als Aussage über unseren Mädchenclub! ;)
Wir feiern heute auch zwei Geburtstage - gestern hatte Dj. und heute Za. :)

Dameria said...

Falls du das noch rechtzeitig liest, liebe Grüße an sie und herzlichen Glückwunsch!
Und natürlich liebt Gott beide Mädchenklubs :-) und wie!!!!
Merke zur Zeit jeden Freitag, wie sehr sich das Durchhalten in den schwierigeren Zeiten gelohnt hat.
Einen festen Drücker!

elke said...

oh, zu spät gelesen. die Grüße werden nächstes mal weitergegeben. :)
ja, ich merke auch dass es sich gelohnt hat, nicht aufzugeben als es schwer war. das ist eine coole Sache...
Drücker zurück. :)