It sounds trivial, but I don't have one. We have been having some financial trials, due to non-paying tenants and empty apartments. I get so wrought up with worry that I walk around having adrenalin rushes. This has happened many times before, and every time, God has not dropped us! And yet every time, I still worry and stew. Problem is, both dh and I are so self-sufficient. We work very hard and think it is all up to us. How many times do we need to go around this mountain before we finally get it? Someone from a church we used to be members of and still occasionally attend called us Saturday, and said, we just got a new gas stove, and we know you have apartments, so thought you could use our old electric one. Now, I had one of those stupid big ovens that is set in the wall at upper chest level to me! As soon as we moved into our home a few years ago, it started giving us grief. The timer would start beeping at random intervals. You would press clear, and then five minutes later, it would start again, until you wanted to break this darn thing! This usually happened at about 1 AM too! So we pried off the top panel with the buttons and found the electrical componant to pull off to make it stop. When I wanted to use the oven, I had to pry off the panel and plug it back in! I had to climb on a chair to do this! Sometimes it would spark, EEK! Then the hinge to the door broke on the left side. So we bungieed it to the top of the cabinet. A real redneck oven. Now, I had to call someone eveytime I wanted to open the oven to put something in or take something out, or even test doneness. They had to hold the door. Plus, I was always getting burned reaching over this honking big HOT door to take things in or out at my upper chest level! I think the kitchen was designed by a 6 foot tall man! I HATED THAT THING! When it finally stopped working altogether, I was so happy. I had my dh rip it out of the wall and take it to the appliance graveyard. And the stovetop burner unit, which was NEW, gave us a lot of problems. They tucked in the corner so it is hard to work on, with a 6 inch slice of counter next to it for a workspace. People, I like to COOK! If all I wanted was a cup of tea or a pot of pasta, it would be fine. But I don't cook that way! Canning season was a nightmare! Of the four burners, only 2 worked after the first year---and those were the 2 little ones! You could push the burners in better and they would work, but you would have to wait until they cooled down, because the weight of the cook pots would loosen the connection again. More sparks, too. So now, I am cooking with a half-witted stovetop unit, a crockpot, a rice steamer, and a raosting pan. Now, in my book, this isn't a REAL problem. So whenever dh wanted to get me a stove, even a used one, I said, let's just wait until the finances are in better shape. But it has been another wear and tear and stress on me, managing this way. PLUS, I can't make my own bread, and I love to make my own bread. I do have a bread machine, but that doesn't make enough at one time to justify the time and energy to use it. God really "spoke" to me when our friends gave us this stove. He was telling me that He saw the struggle, and that I was willing to put up with it to help our family. I never complained, just kept trying to cope. He was also, and this the bigger part, telling me that He wasn't going to give me a stove and then take away the place where I put it. Now I have more peace that the financial problems are going to be resolved. I know this is a long story, but I wanted to share it.