Thursday after lunch I was driving over to the other high school like I do every day. (I spend half the day and Canyon Ridge and the other half at Twin Falls.) I had been talking a lot during lunch and had lost track of time. I was running about 10 minutes late. All the way across town I was driving about 45 mph, looking for cops every which way. (I didn't run into any thankfully.) Then I got this feeling that I should say a prayer. (I really don't like being late to my 6th period chemistry class because it's really awkward walking in late because I don't know anyone in that class. But I'm late a lot. Usually only by 1 or 2 minutes.) I was thinking "Why should I say a prayer? My teacher doesn't count my tardies, walking in late will just be awkward. And anyway, *I looked down at the clock* class started a full 5 minutes ago. How will saying a prayer magically make me not late?" So I ignored the prompting.
As I was pulling into the parking lot, the thought hit me again to say a prayer. Then I just thought "Fine, whatever. I'll say a prayer. It won't do any good though." So I said a quick prayer. "Heavenly Father, please bless that I won't be late to class. Amen." That was it. Easy enough. But the whole time I was full of doubt. The only reason I said the prayer was so I wouldn't keep having the nagging feeling in the back of my mind that I should say a prayer. I had no belief that I actually wouldn't be late for class (cuz it was already 10 minutes after class was supposed to have started).
As I walked into the school, however, the halls were full of people. I was so confused. Why wasn't everyone in class? I found a friend and asked her what was going on. She told me that lunch had started 15 minutes late, and so class was bumped back 15 minutes. ...I was speechless. My mind was blown. Wow. My prayer had been answered. Even with so much doubt in my mind, no belief whatsoever that the prayer would actually work, and Heavenly Father still answered it. Thank you! Prayers do work.
Had I not said the prayer would class still have been bumped 15 minutes back? Yes. But that's not the point. The point is that I felt prompted to pray and did. My prayer was answered, and even though it wasn't a very big deal, I was so thankful that day. Not so much because I wasn't tardy, but because my testimony of prayer was strengthened so much. I had always believed that prayers were answered, but, until this and the $50 bill, I had never experienced it myself. Twice in one month I have been blessed with two great experiences of feeling the Holy Ghost and having prayers answered. I love the Gospel.
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