You know, it amazes me that Heavenly Father cares about the little things. Maybe the lesson I'm supposed to learn is that all it takes for something to make a difference to someone is a little act of kindness or love.
I had a tire go flat the other day and my cell phone was lost. I was so upset & not strong enough to turn the bolts on the tire, and tried to drive on the rim, and gave up. I prayed that someone would stop, and shortly after, a very nice man named Phil pulled up with a kind smile to help me out. It meant so much to me, not only that my prayer was heard, but that a helping hand was extended by a stranger. Phil probably thought I was crazy because I immediately started crying--"You don't know how much this means to me; thanks for stopping." Being a woman has it's trade offs, you know (I don't know why I can't get a grip on my emotional rollercoaster ride sometimes).
In the end, I made it home just fine, happier than I was even before my tire went flat, and I had a greater desire to help someone, anyone else, too. I'm so grateful for the heavenly and earthly angels who answer my prayers. I am so glad that Heavenly Father sent Phil the other day.