Saturday night I lost Kirtis' keys. I had borrowed them earlier in the day and didn't remember what I did with them. He really needed them because his church keys were on there and he had some things he needed to do at the church that night for his calling.
So, instead of continuing to rummage around the house and look in all the same places over and over again. I decided I would pray to find them. I know it's so "cliche" right, but it works EVERY TIME for me. So little Avery was on the floor, and I knelt down and held her as I prayed. I looked up from my prayer and noticed a binky under the TV stand. Then I thought, I wonder if there's more binkies under the couches? I turned around and looked under the ottoman, and there were the keys. Not 30 seconds after praying! I love how our Father in Heaven cares about all the little things in our lives. And if it matters to us, it matters to him.