tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731891609559090462.post4686832164480078236..comments2023-07-08T02:37:59.427-07:00Comments on Gratitude Project: Day 117, April 27Janehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05349273316038980909noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731891609559090462.post-36086773036695280032011-04-27T09:51:04.614-07:002011-04-27T09:51:04.614-07:00Hey, you found your keys! Who cares what the date...Hey, you found your keys! Who cares what the date is?!?!<br /><br />We were praying once to find Jenny's favorite Pooh Bear. Days, and many tears later, I followed a similar prompting, and there he was. Oh, the joy! In my case, however, I realized that I had been prompted to look in that very place several times before, but I had ignored the urging. I felt so foolish, knowing that I could have prevented so much sadness and frustration if I had only listened the first time.<br /><br />I am so grateful, though, that Heavenly Father chose that way to try to teach me the lesson of listening the first time. I hope I learn it.Deliese Kubiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06275098678659557058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731891609559090462.post-66247268078453027522011-04-27T06:50:48.519-07:002011-04-27T06:50:48.519-07:00What a neat story. I especially liked the part wh...What a neat story. I especially liked the part where you said you listened for that hour. <br /><br />BTW, your blog post says April 17 instead of 27.Alannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02479957946786205788noreply@blogger.com