Wednesday, April 15, 2015

He Hears Me

I'm trying to be better with the Sunday photos. So, even though it's now Tuesday night (Wednesday morning, if I'm being honest),  I'm posting it. I wanted to make sure this experience was documented anyway, and there is no picture to go with it.
Last Thursday wasn't a very good day.

I'll spare you the details, but suffice it to say I was ready to go to bed by 3:30 in the afternoon. Unfortunately, the day was just getting started.

I was just about to leave to teach my Institute class on campus when my accountant called to tell me that Joel's social security number had been used to file a fraudulent tax return. As I sat there on the phone with her, listening to her outline all the steps we were going to need to take to get our tax return filed on time and deal with the identity theft, I just wanted to cry. I just did not need one more thing to deal with!

I drove down to campus feeling completely defeated. It was raining, I was running late, and the building where Institute is held never has an open parking space. I'm always having to park two blocks away and I just couldn't deal with that at the moment.

And so I said a prayer, asking God to please just let me find an open space next to the building. It was a silly prayer, I know, maybe even a little bit selfish. I got to the building and drove around the parking lot and found that not only were there no open parking spaces, but about 8 cars had made up their own spaces. It looked like I was going to have to park somewhere else and I hadn't even grabbed my umbrella.

I started driving out of that parking lot and just then, a car backed out--and it was even parked in a real space! Gratitude and relief flooded my heart and it's highly possible that tears flooded my eyes. (But not too many, because I had to go teach a class.)

I know it was silly, but to me it meant so much. I believe that because we are here to be tested, our Father in Heaven doesn't just take away our trials when we ask. Trials are important for our growth. As much as I would love for my health issues and exhaustion to just disappear, that isn't part of the plan right now. And while it would be really nice not to have to deal with identity theft right now (or ever), God won't take away the agency of others, even if those others are using their God-given agency to cheat the IRS.

But he will get me a parking space when I desperately need to feel His love. I needed to feel like He was aware of me and that He knew how I was feeling right then. And he gave me that in the form of a parking spot. A parking spot that to me was a hug and a wink from Heaven, letting me know that I'll get through this. Our taxes will work out fine. I'll feel better eventually. Sophia will get over her tantrum throwing phase someday.

And through it all, the Savior will be right by my side.

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Lara Neves
Lara Neves

Lara is mom to three daughters—two teens and a tween. She loves to share her parenting and homemaking triumphs and failures here at Overstuffed! She was diagnosed with Lyme disease in 2015 and has been fighting it ever since. When she isn't working on her mother of the year award, you can find her reading, singing, or taking photos.


  1. 100% he will show you in small ways He is always with you. I love this story. :)

  2. You could blog for the next 700 years and I will never tire of reading a single post. I love you. I miss you. Thank you for the reminder of the small miracles that keep us going.