Last night, as my roommate and I were delighting ourselves in the Lord, he gave us the desire of our heart.
We were in our room, lights out, ready to sleep, praying. One of our suite-mates was whistling and carrying on a conversation outside in the living area. Mid-prayer, my roommate asked, ". . . and quite honestly, Lord, that whoever's making noise out there would shut up." To the surprise and delight of our ears, just moments after we prayed that, the whistling stopped and they went into their room and closed the door. We thanked the Lord then and there.
I don't know how likely it is that our suite-mate could have heard my room-mate say "shut up." Our doors are made of heavy, solid wood, we were more moaning than speaking, but my roommate did emphasize those words with more volume. It doesn't matter--whether he heard us or not, our prayer was answered, and for that we were thankful.
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