It was Sunday, and I was actually early for church. Someone else was sitting in "our row" (first row, left side), so we sat in the middle of the chapel. I knew our ward was noisier than most (there are about 200 Primary age kids, 4 nurseries, and almost weekly baby blessings), but this week the noise and a darkness felt like it was closing in on me. I did not think I could sit there another minute, so I began to pray. In the mean time, Sacrament meeting had started (although I did not realize it). I was ready to walk out, when the organ began to play "Be Still My Soul". Peace and the words of the hymn filled me, "Be still my soul, the Lord is on thy side; with patience bear thy cross of grief or pain. Leave to thy God to order and provide; in every change He faithful will remain. Be still my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end."
Fast forward a few weeks, I had an appointment that I really wanted to be on time for, but our son needed to go to a neighboring city and I was the only one who could take him. Summertime in Utah equals road construction, usually there are signs of it, but on this day it was at almost every turn (literally). I got our son where he needed to be, but with every road back to I-15 under construction there was no way I would be on time. I slowly made my way to my appointment and prayed that somehow I would be on time. It seemed impossible so I called to say I would be late, no sooner had I spoke the words did I hear, "We just tried to call you, to ask if you could come a little later."
The Lord does hear and answer our prayers, and give us peace; for which I am eternally grateful.
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