“I’ll believe it when I see it.”
That was my motto for my prayer life. I believe(d) in God and have real evidence of His hand in my life, but there was just something about prayer that I couldn’t quite grasp.
That was, until my experience with Sasha. I was left in complete and utter awe following our conversation over milk tea. I replayed each day in my head over and over again- all the prayers I said before going to East Asia, the mysteriously lost phone, and her ability to meet up four days in a row. There’s no other explanation, but God.