Shalom I want to thank God for wonders without number in my family. My cousin never wanted to hear about marriage, God, or church. Anytime I brought it up, he would say I was being delusional and would incur the wrath of God. On the first day of the fast, he sent me a message that read, “Where is this woman who fears God?” I replied that I was here and hadn’t gone anywhere. He went on to say he had been missing me. On Sunday after service, I called to check up on him, and he remarked that it seemed like service ended early that day. I said yes. Then he greeted my big sister, who encouraged him to join the service. I thought he would ignore that, but when I took the phone back, he playfully accused me of keeping the messages to myself—asking if I was the only one who wanted to go to heaven and was planning to leave him behind. I quickly told him no, assuring him I was not sleeping on the cases of our family. He laughed and said, “That’s true.” Thank you, Daddy. Great grace, Daddy! May Abba continually reward and keep you for His work.