The power of Prayer

I know it has been a while since I last wrote. To tell the truth there was not much going on to talk about. However that has changed. Last night while my family and I where sleeping, our house was broken into. Yes, we were BURGLARIZED!
Someone or Some people took it upon themselves to walk into my house and take what was not theirs. I must say I was very shocked when I saw my back door wide open this morning. At first I thought maybe my husband got up to let the dog out and did not close the back door. I noticed the back door open to our garage, with the garage door open. I went up to ask my husband if that is what happened and he said no why do you ask. It was at that moment the room I was standing in was spinning. I ran to the kitchen looking for my purse. I could not find it anywhere. I informed my husband I could not find my purse. That the back door was wide open with the garage door open when I walked into the kitchen. I ran up to the kids bedroom to find them in their rooms sleeping. I woke them both up and informed them I think we were robbed. Now the family is up looking around the house to see what was missing. All that we could determine was what was in our kitchen and our dinning room was taken.
My purse, my husband work lap top, my husbands phone, and our camera.
I called the police filed the report. I called all the necessary people to inform them of what I was missing from my purse. I have to tell you I am sick to my stomach that this happened. While I was on my way home from the bank, I said a quick prayer.
I thanked God for keeping my family safe while we were sleeping. I can live with some things missing, but I can't live without my family. While I was thanking God, I was a little selfish and asked God, If the people who took our things could somehow find a way to get my purse back to me with all my cards and information back that would be nice. In my purse was my eye glasses I use when I am at work. I really needed them. I was not expecting anything more from God. I felt funny even asking him for that. As I walked into my house I see on my kitchen table MY PURSE!!!!!!
My husband got a phone call from a Gaston saying they found my purse by a pump. The person working called our house when I was at the bank. So my husband went to pick it up for me and then he went back to work. All the important things I needed were in my purse. I again was blessed.
There is a God, and the power of prayer does work!
Oh, and make sure you LOCK YOUR HOUSE UP!!!!!!!