The Miracle of Prayer and Neighbors

This afternoon I left the house to go grocery shopping with Lily.  I had my purse, shopping list, wallet, coupons, cell phone... That's everything right...?  Nope, forgot my keys.  I was locked out of the house.  Matt couldn't help.  He was about to get on a plane to fly back home from a business trip.  We have a spare key, which is kept by my father-in-law (aka Pops) who was at work.  So, there I was.  Locked out of my house and my car, with Lily, in the heat (the high was 85°...crazy for the beginning of April).  Matt suggested I call one of his brothers to see if they could go pick up the spare key and bring it to me.  That didn't sound ideal.  My visiting teacher lives nearby so I called her.  No answer.  So, I tried breaking in using my library card.  That didn't work.  At this point I felt I could do no more.  I was stuck, but I needed to not be stuck.  Lily and I could not just sit outside for the rest of the day.  So, I said a prayer.  My hope was that my prayer would be answered by me being able to break in with a different card (my library card is thin and flimsy, I thought maybe a thicker card would be my miracle).  But, I was willing to have my prayer answered some other way just as long as I got help in some way.

Just then, one of my neighbors came outside and started talking to me about my problem.  She was the answer to my prayer!  She offered to drive me to Pops so that I could get my key.  So, about an hour after our story started I found myself back home.  Inside my home.

This could have been a horrible situation, but instead I am thankful that:

• I decided to change Lily's clothes before we left so that she wasn't wearing pants and long sleeves
• I had my cell phone
• Pops had the spare key
• I prayed
• My prayer was answered through my wonderful neighbor, who I had never met before today, I might add.