The Little Things

I have such a great story for you! I'm so excited about it, that I'm just gonna jump right in!

Last Thursday, Hubbs and I were laying in bed, lights out, nuh-night time. And like usual, the cat jumps on the bed to share her cuddles with us.

Now let me tell you something about Zelda. She purrs. A lot. Loudly. Like, the neighbors across the street can probably hear her. I know the neighbors next door can! And she isn't one of those cats who purrs for a little while and then falls asleep. Nope. Zelda purrs herself to sleep. And sleep purrs. And then walks around the bed in the middle of the night to stretch her legs. Purring.

Anyway, it's hard to fall asleep when there is a rumble strip going off nonstop and literally making your bed shake. Hubbs has been working over time a lot lately and really needed his sleep. He was trying to be a good sport about it because Zelda was getting spayed in the morning and we both wanted to give her some extra love, but I could tell he was getting a little frustrated. So, after about 15 minutes of this I put my arm around Zelda and prayed

"Jesus, please keep our cat happy and content, but please, please make her stop purring so that Josh can get some sleep!"

I kid you not, the second I stopped praying the cat stopped purring. Not even a second in-between prayer end and silence. And friends, it stayed that way. For the entire night.
There is not a doubt in my mind that God heard my prayer and answered it! I had been going through something a little more complicated and had been crying out to the Lord, and I feel like this was his way of showing me

"My daughter, I hear you. I hear you, and I am with you. I care about all of it. The big things, and the little things."

How awesome is that?