Lee McClain - The Nanny's Texas Christmas

“Whew.” She mentally cataloged the time remaining in the week. “Maybe Thursday evening would be better.”

“All right. Let’s take a look at the barn.” Without waiting for her, he led the way out of the ranch house.

Lana followed along behind him, her thoughts racing. Just last week, she’d been looking toward the holidays with dread, unable to muster the energy to decorate her bare little apartment. In fact... She stopped still.

Of course.

She’d prayed for God to get her through the holidays in good spirits, giving her a way to help others in order to escape her own loneliness. She’d envisioned God bestowing some sort of meditative peace where she didn’t feel the loneliness so badly. She’d hoped He’d block from her mind the fact that she was supposed to be celebrating her first Christmas as a newlywed, help her bear her solitude with grace.

She’d never considered that God would answer her prayers in a completely different way. A way so much better than giving her a quiet, calm peace. A way filled with fun and energy and kids and friends. A way exactly perfect for who she was.

Thank you, Father. She looked up at the blue sky and involuntarily lifted her hands in praise and thanksgiving.

When she started walking again, she saw Flint looking at her quizzically. “You okay?”

“I’m great,” she said, smiling and hurrying to catch up with him. Clearly, the Lord was guiding her through this Christmas season. And if He’d given her a cross to bear in the form of a very handsome cowboy, well, He was known for that sort of thing. With His help, it would all turn out okay.

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