Monday, March 30, 2009
Wow
Wow, it has been a while. There is a lot going on right now, so I haven't taken a lot of time to post to my blog. I am coaching Lydia's soccer team, Jed and Sye are starting baseball, Jacob is playing Rugby, I am starting a new business, it just goes on and on. Right now it is way past my bedtime and my K-9 program is going to kick me off of the Internet so this is going to be short. All I can say is that we are very busy at the Frei home right now.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Interesting
I have had two interesting things happen in the last week. Both of a spiritual nature, as I was driving to Price today I thought about them and thought I should write them down.
The first happened last week. I have been trying to sell a Jetco trencher for a guy for over a year now. I have finally reached a point where I left a message at the first of February that he needed to move it from my yard. Shortly after that I got an opportunity to sell it, in the mean time, he made arrangements to sell it to a friend for scrap to get it out of my yard. His friend and the guy that I was trying to sell the trencher to were to come look at it on the same day, his friend arriving first and having the chance to override my deal. When they got there, they looked at the machine and then came and talked to me. They did not know that I had a deal as well, and at first didn't seem to care because they were going to get the machine very cheap. They left for a little while and came and talked to me again telling me that they told the owner to sell the machine to me and that they would take it if my deal fell through. After they told me this one of them asked me if I was LDS. I said that I was, curious to know why he asked. He said that he had seen the Book of Mormon that I keep on my desk and felt that if I was LDS that I was being honest with them and not just feeding them a line. Come to find out, when they first got there they were not happy with me because the owner of the machine had raised the price on them because I had told him that I had a deal on the machine. The Book of Mormon on my desk had caused them to decide to give me the opportunity to make my sell instead of taking it from me.
The other experience happened this morning, and is related to prayer. I was working on dad's swather trying to fix it so that I could finish cutting hay before I left for Price. After checking the part that I had made, I found that I needed to make a hole bigger so that it would work. I had driven home and got a carbide de-burring tool from my tool box at home and was using it in my cordless drill when the de-burring tool fell out under the machine. I could not find the tool and was frantic because I was running out of time and didn't have time to go find something else that would work. After searching the area several times I stopped while hunched under the machine and prayed that I would be able to find the tool. After my prayer I again began to search frantically but soon felt that I should stop and sit still for a moment. After sitting still for less than a minute I got the impression to go to the cut hay that I had scooped out of the area where the tool fell and search it carefully. As I did this, sure enough, the tool had been scooped away with the cut hay. It was wrapped into the material in such a way that I did not feel it, or even though it is a shinny tool, see it. Even as I found the tool I realized that had I not stopped for a few seconds and calmed down even a little bit, I doubt that I would have found the tool when I did.
Then Lord answers prayers, even when they are seemingly insignificant to the eternal scheme of things.
The first happened last week. I have been trying to sell a Jetco trencher for a guy for over a year now. I have finally reached a point where I left a message at the first of February that he needed to move it from my yard. Shortly after that I got an opportunity to sell it, in the mean time, he made arrangements to sell it to a friend for scrap to get it out of my yard. His friend and the guy that I was trying to sell the trencher to were to come look at it on the same day, his friend arriving first and having the chance to override my deal. When they got there, they looked at the machine and then came and talked to me. They did not know that I had a deal as well, and at first didn't seem to care because they were going to get the machine very cheap. They left for a little while and came and talked to me again telling me that they told the owner to sell the machine to me and that they would take it if my deal fell through. After they told me this one of them asked me if I was LDS. I said that I was, curious to know why he asked. He said that he had seen the Book of Mormon that I keep on my desk and felt that if I was LDS that I was being honest with them and not just feeding them a line. Come to find out, when they first got there they were not happy with me because the owner of the machine had raised the price on them because I had told him that I had a deal on the machine. The Book of Mormon on my desk had caused them to decide to give me the opportunity to make my sell instead of taking it from me.
The other experience happened this morning, and is related to prayer. I was working on dad's swather trying to fix it so that I could finish cutting hay before I left for Price. After checking the part that I had made, I found that I needed to make a hole bigger so that it would work. I had driven home and got a carbide de-burring tool from my tool box at home and was using it in my cordless drill when the de-burring tool fell out under the machine. I could not find the tool and was frantic because I was running out of time and didn't have time to go find something else that would work. After searching the area several times I stopped while hunched under the machine and prayed that I would be able to find the tool. After my prayer I again began to search frantically but soon felt that I should stop and sit still for a moment. After sitting still for less than a minute I got the impression to go to the cut hay that I had scooped out of the area where the tool fell and search it carefully. As I did this, sure enough, the tool had been scooped away with the cut hay. It was wrapped into the material in such a way that I did not feel it, or even though it is a shinny tool, see it. Even as I found the tool I realized that had I not stopped for a few seconds and calmed down even a little bit, I doubt that I would have found the tool when I did.
Then Lord answers prayers, even when they are seemingly insignificant to the eternal scheme of things.
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