No snark detected at all :)

It’s 1am here, though, and I have to be up early. I’ll try to remember to come back to this thread tomorrow - if I don’t, feel free to bug me.

There have been multiple in my life, but one that stands out to me was actually when I was only about two years old. My grandfather had a bad heart attack and wasn’t expected to live more than a few weeks; my family moved across the country for him to spend his last days with his children. A year later, he had (unexpectedly) recovered. My mother and grandparents wanted to move back to where I am now, but had no way to do so - no vehicle, no money and no job waiting for them back here.

My grandmother prayed for God to provide a way for them to get back home. The next morning she received a letter informing them that their bid on a Corps of Engineers contract to maintain a park had been accepted. They’d be paid quarterly, and the first check was enclosed. It was enough to buy a truck, a camp trailer to live in, and make the move.

No one had submitted a bid - no one was even familiar with the process or the position. I would be the first to propose that someone in the family bid on their behalf, but they later learned that the bid had both my grandparents’ signatures on it. My grandfather was in the hospital when the bid was submitted, and my grandmother maintained that she’d never seen the paper before getting a check in the mail for the rest of her life.