I'm still Smiling

I have never had to buy insulin syringes for the clinic.  But, last week when the nurses came in to volunteer at the Diabetic Clinic, I told them that this was the end of our insulin syringes. I would have to buy some before next month. I was thinking about my resources and where to purchase them.

 About an hour later my pharmacist for the evening, Tim, came in with his arms full. It was insulin syringes! Boxes and boxes of insulin syringes.

Yes, I am smiling. I smile every time I think about it.

Every time that I forget the reason we are here, I am reminded. I am not in charge here. God is. And we are always provided for.