This is a story about my most recent experience with the power of prayer.
Just yesterday, I was trying to figure out (again) what I wanted to do with my life. I had gotten a couple good ideas and finally nailed it down to one. To make sure that what I had chosen was what God wanted, I decided to pray about it. I felt that God was saying yes but to make doubly sure, I thought about asking St. Therese. So I asked to see a rose within the week if God wanted me to go through with my plan.
Now, today a bunch of my friends came over to play at our house. They were here for a while then their dad came to pick them up. My parents had also asked him (unbeknownst to me) to buy - you guessed it -roses for my Grandmas. So, he brought the roses in. All sixteen of them. (which is also my age.)
Postscript: After, I thought: "Wow that's cool...but maybe that doesn't count because the roses were already going to come before I prayed." Then the mother of the friends came (she was getting groceries) and gave us even more roses just because.
That's all for now!
Saint Therese of Lisieux,
pray for us!