By Kay Heitsch
After seeing how God handled Brandon's stuttering by burying the bird, I shouldn't have been surprised when Bill suggested something totally out of character for him.
Bill
had been reading the newspaper and told me that an organization in the next town was looking for positive people to serve as Boosters for area kids. Then he suggested I call them up.
I couldn't believe it! Todd had recently died. Why would I want to be a Booster to some kid I didn't even know? I threw the paper in the trash.
Then I remembered the bird. I thought maybe this is something God wants me to do. So I dug the paper out of the trash and called the phone number.
After meeting with Barbara, the lady in charge, and going to a few meetings, I was assigned a boy named Ricky. Little did I know how this would change our lives for years to come.
When I was asked what time I would like to start picking Ricky up, I found myself saying, Around 2:00 on Saturday. Later, I realized that it was around 2:00 on Saturday that I believed Todd had died.
Once again, God was replacing a negative time in my life with a positive one.
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