Excerpt from: The Letter Opener
Author: Ceaser Mata
Right after I had said good-bye to my mother, my alarm went off to wake me up, which was ineffective now since I had already woken up.
“Things are going sceptically flawless today”, I thought to myself. As solemnly made my way out of my once comfortable bed, I wiped my tears thinking of how real the dream felt. My friend Darlene had already begun texting me seeking me out and trying to know where I have been all day.
I remembered my mom told me to pray and I told her I had done that already, but I felt like doing it again. So I put my phone on my study table and advanced away from it. I could still feel the thick realness of the dream trapped in my throat. As I began to tear up again, I knelt in front of the green couch at the far end of my room and began praying.
As soon as I had said “Amen”, I noticed that the car alarm that I did not notice before had gone silent at the exact time, at the end of my prayer. This was yet another occurrence that reminded me of my prayer that very morning for everything to go ‘as planned’. Maybe these little coincidences were not just coincidences, but they were confirmation from God that He was in-charge that day more than ever, at least according to me.
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