Everything Will Be Okay...

Well, I've kind of had a rough week, and it's only Wednesday! But things are getting better. Here is a great story for y'all. So as you know, we just bought this house. It's a great house, but there have been some issues now and then. If it's not a shelf falling off the wall, or the washer leaking it's something else. The most recent happened today when the furnace didn't kick on this morning as it's programmed to. I called the repairman to come take a look at it and was told that they might not be able to come out until tomorrow. Well, since our house gets pretty cold during the day I was thinking Vessel and I would just have to bundle up good and endure it. I don't care so much about myself, but I don't want my little boy to freeze, ya know? Anyway, I kept saying a little prayer in my heart that we'd be able to have someone come over today. Sure enough someone just showed up about an hour ago. The guy was really friendly and found the problem right away (one of the wires came loose) and was able to fix it quickly. The whole time I just had a little prayer in my heart that he wouldn't charge me or that if he did charge me it wouldn't be too much and we would be able to afford it. I was very nice to the guy (trust me, that helps!) and gave him a glass of juice and a little snack. (How motherly of me, right?) Anyway, as we were walking up the stairs I said, "So, do I owe you anything for coming over?" And he said, "Yeah, I'm afraid I'm going to have to charge you a diagnostic fee." After punching in some keys on his little machine he said it would cost $80. He wasn't even here an hour! I asked him if he was serious, and he said, "Hold on a minute" and then got on the phone with his secretary. I heard him ask if they were still doing the food drive, said a few more things, then got of the phone. After his call he looked at me and said that they were doing a local food drive and that they would waive the diagnostic fee if I donated 3 cans of food. I about peed myself with happiness! I was like, "I'll give you all the cans you want!" So I grabbed a bag and put a bunch of cans in it. A small price to pay in comparison to the original $80. I KNEW that Heavenly Father answered my prayers. I didn't know how I was going to afford to to pay the guy, and somehow Heavenly Father found a way. I seriously almost started crying. I just wanted to hug the guy, he was so nice. Every time I have an experience like that my heart just fills up and I KNOW that God exists and that He answers my prayers no matter how informal. It is such an incredible blessing to have a testimony. And how wonderful it is to have experiences that strengthen it, especially since I've been feeling so down about stuff this week.