One day, my son was on his way home from daycare. He rode the bus home and was supposed to get off the bus like any normal day. He never came home. I started looking everywhere for him. I called the police. I called everyone. I frantically went to the school looking for him. It was a dark and cold night. I found myself collapsing to my knees in the middle of the school's cold breezeway praying with all my heart. I have never been so desperate in my entire life. Soon after, I heard that my son's bus driver was cleaning her bus that night and found my son asleep in one of the seats. I know at that moment of fear, I had no where to turn except to God. I know that God is always there. He will answers prayers of any kind. He answered mine in such a crucial desperate moment. We need to take the time to stop and ask. Prayer is available to us every day, all day. Prayer is my daily bread. He answers our prayers, and he helps us with what we need. Even over the most mundane daily things. He's there for us every day. Whenever we need help. Whatever it is. We're cheating God when we don't allow him to serve us and to answer our prayers.
Name withheld, Keystone Heights, Florida
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