God listens to the little prayers

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Several years ago a friend of mine at the time told me a story that her mother had told her. When her mother was little girl she really wanted a bike for Christmas. With her childlike faith she took her request to God. She prayed and prayed for a bike. Christmas morning came. She went downstairs excited to see if God had answered her prayer and sure enough He did! There was a bike with her name on it. But, the problem was the bike was in a color she detested. My friend's mother learned her lesson of being as specific as possible when praying.

About a year ago I started looking for a pair of cowboy boots. I really wanted a pair. In fact, I have always wanted a pair. Anytime I went to a yard sale, resale shop or even a regular store I would look. I might find a pair, but they were not my size or they were too goofy looking and now cowboy would wear them.

Among my many prayers this past year, my husband's health, my health, I even threw in a pair of cowboy boots. But remembering the lesson my friend's mom had learned, I was specific. I wanted a pair of cowboy boots that were a dark brown, that were used (my poor feet can't take breaking in a new pair) and $5 or under.

I have continued look, even online. I could not find the right pair.

God has a way with me. He likes to make me wait and show me He is listening. I am sure so that I continue to build my faith and trust with Him. I believe this is something that is available to everyone, if we choose to believe and trust Him. And so, I continued to trust that if God wanted to provide those cowboy boots, that looked right, my size, used and for the price, He would.

My amazing workmates decided to have a "team building" activity and go to our favorite resale shop where most things are a quarter or otherwise marked (still prices that make you feel like you are stealing).  When I pulled into the parking lot, I said aloud, "Well God, if today's the day, I am sure you have already placed those boots inside." I got a calm feeling that I would find those boots I have been praying for.


As my friends and I were waiting, we befriended another lady--whose mom is a 25-year breast cancer survivor! She did share that her sister had passed away last year because the cancer had spread everywhere and there was no hope for her. I shared my story and she was happy I am in remission.

We had a blast finding some amazing deals! One of friends even found a Beatles shirt to add to my ever-growing collection. (I started out wearing them to my chemo appointments and now where them to my infusions.) I continued to find some great steals. I went over to where they showcase the shoes and did not see any boots. I was a little sad, but thought I have not looked at the specialized section.


I went over to the special section and ran into a woman we had talked to outside. She had found some great deals, too. In the corner she was looking at a few pairs of cowboy boots. I looked over at them and told her they were really cute! And noticed they were $5. She said they didn't fit her they were too tight on her feet. I asked what size they were. She said they were a size 9 but did not fit like a 9. I figured what the hell.

I took of my green Chuck Taylor and slipped my foot into the boot.

It fit.

I nearly cried. I whispered a Thank You to my creator for my boots.

Those boots where exactly what I prayed for. God heard my prayer and answered it in His time. I wanted to share this story because sometimes we forget that God wants to provide those little things for us, too. He has not failed answering my prayers for my husband and my health and He continues to listen and answer prayers in little things like a pair of cowboy boots.

You can take the girl out of the country, but can't take the country out of girl! Yee haw!