Last Wednesday I was so exhausted I went to bed before 9 pm. At 11:11 on the digital clock I instantly woke back up. Wide awake, I got out of bed to get a drink of water and turn off the lights that had been left on downstairs. When I went back to bed I couldn’t get to sleep, but had the nagging feeling I should pray for my children, my daughter in particular. At 11:48 I felt pressed to get up and go back downstairs.
Just as I reached the bottom of the stairs I was startled by my 21 yr old daughter unlocking the door from outside. I thought everyone was at home. I told her how I had just been urged to come down the stairs, and how coincidental it was that she was walking through the door at the exact same time I was there. I then shared with her how odd it seemed that I woke up suddenly at 11:11. “That is weird,” she said. “Just as I left to come home I checked the time and it was 11:11.”
Had I prayed her home? Was there a pressing need to intervene for something we are unaware of? Or is God simply drawing our relationship closer? It’s hard to say, but it’s evident to me God touched each of our lives at the exact same times.
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