September 28

I felt kind of off when I got up this morning, so much so that as I drove to the Mother Ship after drop-off, I asked God to send me a friend with whom I could shoot the proverbial breeze for a little while. That was the substance of the request: please send me a friend.

So I sat in my usual seat and enjoyed my coffee and waited. And although I exchanged pleasantries with a number of people, the friend --and the conversation-- didn't come. 

Mildly disappointed, I stopped by the grocery store for a few things, drove home, and made a test batch of applesauce using some of the many apples from our backyard tree. And at some point along the way, my request slipped my mind.

But God didn't forget it. A little later in the day, Abby texted to let me know that my old friend Jen had contacted her to see if she was available to get together. See, Jen went to Wheaton and flew into town today for her own class reunion. And I'd given her Abby's number several months ago so they'd be able to connect.

So they got together. Afterward they both texted me to share their experience (which was good all around!). I was rather unexpectedly in touch with my old friend. It was very simple and over messenger, but I got that exchange I needed. 

So today, I'm thankful that God remembers my prayers even when I forget them. And I'm thankful that He cares about my needs.