my spirits in ways I can’t describe. It made me look at waitressing as a way of serving people for God. I’d say a prayer when I dropped off a plate of food or thought of a blessing to give them. I had been feeling so confused about God and His plans, and then out of nowhere this group of Christians entered my life in such a strange way. And they gave me comfort. Our first Christmas with the triplets was financially devastating. We were barely paying our bills. The group didn’t come in to eat (to