Little signs from God

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Here is something that happend to me.

I lost my keys at school last Friday. I looked everywhere for them. Luckly, my hubby didn’t leave and I could get a ride home with him. I had to go back to get my car with the spare key and get the apartment people to make me another key. I called the campus police and left my number in case someone turned the keys in.

Yesterday, I went to confession and daily Mass. OK, with my schedule, I don’t go to daily Mass very often. I felt really good about doing it, so I will try to make it more often 👍.

I get home, and 20 minutes later I get a phone call from campus police that a girl turned my keys in. She forgot about them until yesterday.

Hmm, is God telling me that confession is the key?🤷

Anyone else have these little shoves from God?
 
Yeah, I’ve had some. I remember getting a bit desperate and all in prayer some month ago and finishing with the words, “remember about me.” As I tried to open the door to leave the church I know wasn’t locked with a key, there was no reaction until I pushed once or twice again (and then I stayed because someone had started practicing on the organ in the meantime, so I wanted to listen to it). It had to get stuck just then. 😃 Some other day, I prayed under that cross in the churchyard when it was dark and quite a lot after the last mass and said it would be nice to meet a girl I could actually bring to that place (I have a history with non-Catholics), but I didn’t even say in my mind how hopeless it looked, it was just a sentiment, a sensation that took a while. As I was leaving the church property, a pretty girl passed by me, looked at me for a while and smiled. There was no reason for anyone to go there at that time (the church was closed, no ministries, groups etc gathered for all I know) and believe me I went to great lengths to find out. Never seen her again that I could identify, either. 😃 Also, in the beginning of February, I almost walked under a car (and on the red light at that, I think) while walking out of the cafe where I was giving a private Latin class a couple of days after my girlfriend of 1.5 years and best friend left me, so I wasn’t very collected. The student said it looked so hopeless she didn’t even try to save me, and she saw me hit and run over. Well, looks like God wants me alive.
 
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