Testimonies on Prayer answered.

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My son didn't speak to me for three years. Three Christmases. I prayed every morning, 'Father, would you go where I cannot.' Last week he called. He didn't say much; he just asked if I'd come for dinner. I said yes. I cried in the kitchen after I hung up. I am writing this with shaking hands.

I lost the contract on a Tuesday. By Friday I didn't know how rent was getting paid. I'd never been there before. I sat at the table and asked plainly. On Sunday a woman from a church I'd visited twice called and said the words 'I felt I should send you something.' It was exactly the amount. I am still working on what to do with that experience. I'm starting by telling people.