God Comes Through On Time, Every Time
Leading into Memorial Day Weekend, I had the brilliant idea to do a “sidewalk yard sale” near the store in Sabinal where my mom retails her own merchandise.
In my mind, this was an ideal location because anyone headed to or leaving the Frio River would pass through Sabinal. To be more precise, they’d pass through Main Street and that’s exactly where I planned to set up.
This.plan.was.genius.
I set up in front of an empty building next to Rustic Charm so I didn’t have a Sandford & Sons look going on in front of the beautiful retail store.
And then I waited…
But this was way worse than normal waiting, where you’re just twiddling your thumbs wondering when someone will pass by and potentially stop.
I was staring at a slow moving, steady line of traffic for two hours straight—SO MANY POTENTIAL CUSTOMERS—yet less than three cars stopped!
Talk about testing my faith/the energy around the intentions I was holding.
Fortunately, this was near the end of May, so I’d had five solid months of strengthening my faith in situations like this.
And because of this, I wasn’t energetically …