Stephen and I went to Cici's the other day to get out of the house for a little while. We decided to walk around to some of the stores in the area and on our way to one amongst the dead leaves and trash on the ground I spotted a $20 bill. Lucky? Maybe. What's really amazing about it is I've had a lot of dreams about walking along paths and roads and picking up random amounts of money off the ground mixed with the dirt and rubbish. I believe these are promises of prosperity and this happened in the flesh because I needed the encouragement. It's been very hard to have faith lately that I'll start my career in the near future since I recently was told I wouldn't be hired in a town I invested a lot of hope in.
