
I wanted a 55 gallon steel barrel, so I just prayed to the Lord, "Lord, if it's o.k. with you could you lead me to a old barrel somewhere." A couple of days latter, while the sun was setting, I told Kathy I think I'm going to find my barrel today. She said, "Where?" I told her I wanted to drive down this street and take a look. As I drove, approximately, 2 miles I looked to the left and there was an old barrel filled with trash. I went inside a building to find the owner of the barrel working and asked if he wanted the barrel or how much he would charge for it. He asked if it was filled with trash and I told him it was. He said, "If you haul the trash in it off, it's yours." I am so glad our Lord minds the "little things."