Lia - About 10 years back, we had a bad spell of snow here in Sheffield, UK, and I really wanted to attend Monday morning Mass at my parish church. Because of my personal health issues {could not push the car off the road if/when it got stuck - also the slope of my driveway and the counter-slope of my cul-de-sac - also the fact that such a road would have lowest priority for snow clearance. Never-the-less I sat in my living room [approx. 5am], looking out as the snow lashed down, and prayed. Within 10 minutes of my praying, a plough and gritter of the size and type I had never seen before or since drove up and down as I looked out, I didn’t get to see who was driving {I get a ‘feeling’ it was an ‘angel’ of some sort.] Even the snow abated, for me, so it seemed. Health shot old me was the only one who managed to attend that Mass, apart from the PP, who didn’t have to go outdoors anyway. .