His Hand

For the last month or two I have felt a great need and desire to write about the hand of God in my life. I want my children to be able to look back and know that I acknowledge the role that my Heavenly Father plays in my life and the blessing he bestows. I thought that writing something every Sunday would be a great way to get myself started.
But every Sunday comes and goes and I find myself occupied with other menial things and by the time I remember that I didn't write my thoughts down, I've already forgotten the things I was going to write.
So I sat down today and told myself now is as good of time as any.
For the past month or so I have seen just how much our little family is watched over and protected.
Derik, the kids and I, all some how avoided being in a car accident on the freeway on the way home from my brothers wedding. The cars in front of us wrecked and the cars behind us wrecked. I don't think it was coincidental that we happened to be right where we could swerve between construction barrels to get out of the way.
We have had two sets of neighbors that live in the other side of our duplex that were (in my opinion) dangerous and scary. Both moved out with in a few months, and although I did my fair share of complaining and moaning and ranting and raving, I think my prayers were heard and answered that I could feel safe in my own home and that the situation would resolve itself.
Our check book disappeared around the same time our neighbors house was broken into. After many thorough searches of our home I could not find it. The night before we had to cancel our account and I had given up almost all hope of finding it. I found it in the most obscure place. Another prayer that was heard and answered!
There was a moment last week where Derik and I both had a spiritual prompting. I'll try to keep what is sacred to myself, because some times, somethings, should just be kept sacred, because they were meant for me and me alone. What I would like to share is the awe I felt as I watched and heard our Heavenly Father speak to my husband and myself in two different ways, yet conveying the same message at almost the same time!

Luke 11:9-10 (King James Version)

⁹And I say unto you, Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.

¹⁰For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.

I know from my personal experiences throughout my life and especially in the last few weeks, that the above scriptures are true.