Last week, the house was a mess–a really big mess, and I had no time to clean. Since I’m a bit of a neat freak, I decided to say a little prayer.
“Thank you, God, that my house is entirely clean,” I said. Then I let it go, and trusted that something would work out.
An hour later I asked someone for a cleaning estimate and they offered to clean it the very next day–before seeing it first and without my even asking for the rush.
It was a very nice surprise.
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