The Power of Prayer

Twelve years ago, we had three missionaries in the field so I took on a newspaper route in my neighborhood to supplement our income. I would leave the house at 4:00 a.m. with the newspaper bag over my shoulders and "walk the streets" delivering news to unsuspecting neighbors. In a cul-de-sac lived a dog. A big dog. A big, black dog that blended into the shadows and waited until I was in front of his owner's house. He would charge out after me, barking and growling, then trot back into the shadows, chuckling.
Each morning, he came a little closer, until I could actually feel his breath on my leg.  Let me clarify, I do like dogs, but this one had me shaking in my shoes.  After several days of his recurring game, I realized I needed a higher power to get rid of the nuisance and to be rid of my fear of entering that cul-de-sac. There were many heart-felt prayers said before I left my house and then said again as I approached that house.
One morning, the big, black dog didn't come out. I assumed that his owners were tired of hearing his barking at 4:30 in the morning and had either put him in the back yard, the house or garage.
Fast forward 3 weeks.  It was preschool registration and one of the boys coming to my preschool lived in that cul-de-sac.  I asked his mother if they lived in the house with the big black dog. (How else would I describe it?)  Much to my delight surprise, she told me that the dog had been killed by a car three weeks prior!
So...there you have it.  Never underestimate the power of prayer.

Is there anything you want to be rid of?