My husband lost his job at the start of December and then our car broke down. We were at wits end and losing faith. Christmas eve we spent the very last cent of our money on dinner. Christmas morning my husband came into my room and woke me up, he said there was a gift on our deck. I was like okay…I saw the book, and I couldn't lift the jar, he opened it. We both stared at each other jaws on the floor. I started crying, we both felt SO blessed. God bless whoever left the jar. Words can't explain how I feel.
Angie & Tim