God is Good.

Great, actually.

Tuesday, I received some good news that my department at work (which consists of three people...haha) was going to be sent out to lunch at a nice restaurant today (Thursday) to celebrate the recent success of all our hard work. (It's been really paying off lately.)

We had several options of restaurants. All of them were really fancy and pretty expensive, but we ended up going to a place called Bailey's Prime Plus. Nicest restaurant I've ever been to. Not that I go to fancy restaurants all the time, but still.

It was so fancy, that the three of us felt like everything we did was wrong. The way we ate our food, the way we fawned over the chandeliers, the way we all one at a time went to go check out the bathroom, even the way we said "thank you" every time the waiter refilled our fancy stem glasses with ice-cold water. I'm sure he could tell we were new at this fancy dining thing. And I'm sure he laughed at us every time he went back into the kitchen. But who cares? We don't go to many restaurants like this. We were just basking in the bliss while we could.

Anyway, the food was amazing and the bathrooms had mouthwash. You know a restaurant is pretty classy when they have mouthwash in a soap dispenser and little cups in the bathroom for your breath-freshening pleasure.

And THEN, as if that all wasn't great enough, my supervisor pulls out two cards with our names on them. Inside was an encouraging card from three of our bosses (I guess that's the correct term...) telling us how awesome we are. And if you know me, you know how much I love stuff like that. I've saved like every card anyone's ever given me since like, 5th grade.

Oh, and did I mention there was a check inside? Yep, we got a bonus too. A pretty nice one. I'm about to make a run to the bank. ;)

I texted my mom to tell her about it, and guess what she texted me back?

"I prayed that God would encourage you today. Guess He answered!"

Wow.

Just...wow.

That rocked my world. (Do people still use that phrase? Because I don't want to sound out of touch with my own generation...)

Thanks God (and Mom!). You never fail to come through for me when I need it most.