The other day one of my students who dropped my Intermediate class in an effort to try to finish her credits through an alternate route came to my mind. I wondered how she was doing and if she was indeed on track to graduate.
Today she dropped by my room. “I just wanted to give you a hug and tell you I miss you.”
She assured me she was working to get back on track, even though she admitted to not making all great decisions since she left.
It’s amazing to me when prayers are answered that I didn’t even realized I prayed.
Or maybe I just need to redefine my definition of prayer.