When I left for the grocery store this evening, I prayed that I wouldn’t see anyone I know.

Why? You ask. Because I’m extra mean today. Like, steroid-induced mean. As in, my husband offered to go to the store for me, fearing for the likes of our community and any fellow citizens I may encounter. That kind of mean.

I promise, I’ve tried to fight this inner beast all day, but sadly, there are times I lost.

(In case you are curious, I’m on steroids to help heal an injury I caused to my neck last Wednesday. What kind of injury? Putting my wet hair in a towel. You didn’t know that activity was hazardous? Me neither. ‘Till I turned 38 and discovered most everything is a hazard, and my body takes longer to heal than it did 10 years ago, but I digress…)

So, as I am approaching the grocery store doors to enter, I see someone I know. And before I could really speak, she says,

“You are the most beautiful thing in the world to me right now!”

I asked her why, and she told me about her rough day. And we hugged. And it was an awesome hug, one that I didn’t realize how much I needed from my sweet girlfriend.

I told her about my prayer, and why I prayed it, and as I walked through the store, it occurred to me that I’m so thankful God didn’t answer my prayer.

God knows best all the time. I just hope one of these days I’ll remember this in every situation…the good, the bad, and the ugly.

Thank you, God, for all those unanswered prayers. Thank you, Lord, for friends that I cross paths with just at the right time. Thank you, Heavenly Father for all Your goodness, for you indeed are good, good, Father. Thank you, Lord for simple lessons that I can remember and apply later. Praise be to You alone!