As we pray, God moves

I am contemplating whether to publish this entry but I think I should. This entry has something to do with faith and trusting God. Though this might seems small in the eyes of many but I believe God is hearing every single urgent prayer from us when we pray out loud to Him.

On the wheel I was fetching WK as we were on our way to attend Adam's performance. As an early warning given out by Terry, he claimed that there will be traffic congestion around the destination we were heading to. Along with the text, he attached a notice of warning to the audience outside the hall that the ushers hold the rights to refuse the late comers. Little did we know how bad the traffic would be, I started to launch myself into prayer. 

I was thanking God for the traffic and asking Him to make the traffic smooth so that we could reach there on time. Judging from the normal condition, a Sunday afternoon is the peak among all the time for the slow traffic. But the weird thing as I was praying along, the cars were moving despite the numbers and they are moving in a relatively normal driving speed. 

Just as we would about to reach Straits Quay, we were held up by a traffic light. I thought we were not able to make it since there was only 10 minutes more before the show starts. The light turned green and off I sped toward our destination. In my mind that time, I was estimating how much time I should take to find a car park space since there were separate events going on within that parameters. But some how my instinct was telling me that I should go for the nearer car park block. 

The queue for the car park was quite fine but we know that it's not easy to get one as others were waiting for their turn to park. My instinct worked again and I drove way up to several floors instead of waiting at the lower level waiting for outgoing cars to move. Immediate turn after I have made my climb, I saw an empty space. Straight away i maneuvered my car to that empty and I was done parking. 

The time was still ticking, we need to find out way to the PAC. Believe it or not, my instinct just worked perfectly fine yesterday. None of the ways that I have made had actually failed me. I made all the right turning and finally we managed to reach the door step 2 minutes before the door was shut for performance to commence. 

At that moment, I couldn't stop thanking God because I believe He has shown me the way. I know I have good memory but from time to time I failed to recall what I have remembered. We might not realise that God works in small little things. It is not the point anymore to see whether things can be accomplished but I do see God moving as we pray.