It might be a huge coincidence but there was a time in my life in the very distant past when I was flat broke with not even enough money to buy food despite having a low-paying job (don’t ask how this can be). It may sound a little crazy perhaps, but I prayed that I might find a $20 bill (I live in New York City) on the sidewalk to buy some food in the grocery store or supermarket, since I would not beg for money. Well, immediately after my prayer, guess what I found? Sure enough a $20 bill. A minor miracle, which I knew I didn’t deserve but accepted with joy.
The other miracle in my life was when I had almost gotten a really good-paying job but one I knew I would be miserable in because it was not suitable for me. Well, I prayed that I would NOT get this job, because I knew that if I was offered it, I would not turn it down and would wind up very unhappy. Another minor miracle that I was turned down, despite two successful interviews and no other immediate candidate, due, of all things, to one of my references on my resume who said something she should not have that made my prospective employer think twice about hiring me. I was so relieved even though I had to look for another job, which I found, and which was much better for me.