my family moved last week. i called my mom at about noon on thursday to find out how their drive was. she told me that everything was going smoothly. except for the fact that the horse trailer that my stepdad was pulling in his truck had gotten a flat tire and had hit my sister who was driving behind him. my mom and brother were driving behind my sister and had seen this all happen. my brother offered a quick prayer that they would be able to fix the trailer and get back on the road. not five minutes later, a man on a tractor came out of nowhere and just happened to have a forklift on the front of his tractor. he and my stepdad were able to lift the trailer and fix the tire. my mom said it only set them back about 15 minutes.
answered prayer.
when i got home from ecuador and started work, i printed off a calendar of every month i'd be home. i stapled them together, wrote in the little square for each day where i needed to be and when, and used it as my schedule. as you can imagine, my success and responsibility this summer depends on these pieces of paper. my schedule is my life. with all the craziness of moving, i lost my schedule. devastating, right? i looked everywhere i could think that it would logically be and after many failed attempts at finding it, i finally prayed that i would remember where i put it last. this past weekend i finished unpacking all of my things and, in my red purse that i almost left at my parents house, i found my folded schedule.
answered prayer.
monday was my only day off this week. my plan was to wake up early and be at the taxpayer assistance center the moment they opened their doors at 8:30am, and get the paperwork i needed to take care of my tax issue. my plan got messed up the moment i started my car and found three lights on that, after i looked in my car's owner manual, meant that i needed to take my car in to the dealership. after i got on the highway i also learned that my cruise control wasn't working either. awesome. i called my mom to see if she thought i could make it the tax place, or if i needed to take it in to get fixed. i prayed that i would be able to get my car functioning properly, and maybe even quickly so i could make it to my other appointments that day. i called the toyota dealership and they told me their maintenance schedule was completely full, but they could at least get me in to tell me if it was safe to be driving or not. very long story short, it turned out to be something they could easily fix and i was on my merry way in just an hour.
answered prayer.
ever since i got my notice from the dreaded IRS a couple weeks ago, i've been including in my daily prayers that i'd be able to get the issue resolved without a lot of trouble and money. last friday when i sat and waited at the taxpayer assistance center for two and a half hours without getting any help before the one worker went on her lunch break, i came prepared on monday with books, magazines, and plenty of things to keep me occupied forever, if that's how long it took. i only waited one hour! the time flew right by.
answered prayer.
leaving the tax place, i called h&r block to let them know that i'd bringing the papers by for rick, the man helping me, to look at before our meeting wednesday (knowing he wouldn't be there because he had the day off). when i came in, the receptionist said "a little birdie told me rick is in the back, lets go get him." he told me he felt like coming in for a bit today and that he even had time to meet with me! hooray! in half an hour everything was taken care of. he didn't charge me for his services, saying i could consider it a late birthday present. my birthday was in march. i love rick.
answered prayer.
i am grateful for the power of prayer and the little miracles that have happened in my life the last week.
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