“Lord,” I prayed, “where did I put the signed blank check I held while I chatted and waited in line to mail this package?”
I searched my purse a second time, and glanced at the floor around me. Nothing.
Because it wasn’t my check I felt a weight of responsibility.
After I mailed my package, I mentioned to the clerks, “I have lost a check.”
I asked the man behind me, “Have you seen a check?” He shook his head no.
As I neared the next lady in line, she didn’t say anything, just pointed to the floor. The check, turned upside down, blended with the tile. The man was standing on it!
I retrieved it as relief washed over me.
“Thank you!” I said to the Lord and the lady.
He had once again rescued me when I shot up a desperate prayer.
“Psalm 102:1,2 says “Hear my prayer, O LORD, and let my cry come unto thee. Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily.”
If I had given up when the man behind me shook his head, I would have walked out of the store, and never seen the check again because it didn’t have my name on it.
Dear widow, when you are in a bind and things seem hopeless, does the Lord answer your prayers?
God bless you as we keep the prayer line open in the New Year!