God is Good to the Johnsons

This story is a long'un, but it's worth it. Hang tight. The following photo may appear to you to be of a rather pale-looking sprout, poking its poor little leaves quite glumly out of an ill-kept flowerbed. The first time I saw this little guy I thought the same. But not anymore.  NOW I SEE A BONIFIED MIRACLE, PEOPLE!!! The story of this rather unassuming plant begins with my cleaning out our kitchen cupboards when Kevin and I had been married just shy of a month. Amidst the scattered spices in the cupboard I happened upon a small, transparent package of rather odd-looking dried-up clove-looking things. Perplexed, I asked my husband what he intended to cook with these. He snatched them out of my hands with a boyish look of excitement as he exclaimed that these are his rainbow rose seeds he ordered for less than a dollar, all the way from China! I was a skeptic. No matter how convincing those EBAY adds might have been, I was sure that these "rainbow rose s

One of my most favorite songs is by the Nashville Tribute Band, it goes like this: "God is good! Yeah, God is good. We've come so much farther than we thought we could, Keep walking now. God is good! Yeah, God is good. One more mile behind us, yeah God is good." This song is my anthem and my reality. I know God lives! He is my father, and my friend. But recently I've gotten to thinking that I don't share that truth often enough. From February 2013 to August 2014 I kept a blog of my experiences growing closer to God and telling the people of Gig Harbor, Washington and Rosario, Argentina about him as I traveled and preached as a missionary. It was such a fulfilling experience, and brought me so much joy to share my experiences with my family, friends, and strangers through my blog hermanamikayla.blogspot.com While reflecting on that blogging experience, I felt hungry to keep sharing the reality of God's love and influence in my life. His watchcare a