Twenty-Five Cents

Perhaps a personal experience will help to illustrate the point.
When I was a young resident physician at Boston Children's Hospital, I worked long hours and traveled between the hospital and our home in Watertown, Massachusetts, mostly by bicycle since my wife and young family needed our car.
One evening I was riding home after a long period in the hospital, feeling tired and hungry and at least a bit discouraged.
I knew I needed to give my wife and four small children not only my time and energy when I got home but also a cheery attitude.
I was frankly, finding it hard to just keep pedaling.

My route would take me past a fried chicken shop, and I felt like I would be a lot less hungry and tired if I could pause for a piece of chicken on my way home.
I knew they were running a sale on thighs or drumsticks for 29 cents each, but when I checked my wallet, all I had was one nickel.
As I rode along, I told the Lord my situation and asked if, in His mercy, He could let me find a quarter on the side of the road.
I told Him that I didn't need this as a sign but that I would be really grateful if He felt to grant me this kind blessing.

I began watching the ground more intently but saw nothing.
Trying to maintain a faith-filled but submissive attitude as I rode, I approached the store.
Then, almost exactly across the street from the chicken place, I saw a quarter on the ground.
With gratitude and relief, I picked it up, brought the chicken, savored every morsel, and rode happily home.

In His mercy, the God of heaven, the Creator and Ruler of all things everywhere, had heard a prayer about a very minor thing.
One might well ask why He would concern Himself with something so small.
I am led to believe that our Heavenly Father loves us so much that the things that are important to us become important to Him, just because He loves us.
Howe much more would He want to help us with the big things that we ask, which are right?

-J. Devn Cornish -The Privilege of Prayer -October 2011 General Conference

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi