Power of prayer
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In 1991 I was serving as a full-time missionary in the Idaho Boise Mission and had just been transferred to LaGrande, Ore., to serve with a new sister who had just arrived from the Missionary Training Center.
Our living allowance was scheduled to be deposited on the first of February, one week from our arrival. We had enough money until then only to stock our cupboards with a few meager groceries. Our car's gas tank was empty, so we spent a good deal of our first day on foot. We were blessed to meet many people who wanted to hear the gospel and set up several appointments to teach the first discussion.
That evening, as we prepared for the week ahead, we knew that we needed transportation in order to keep our appointments. The weather forecast predicted snow, which would make walking the long distances to our investigators' homes difficult, if not impossible. We determined that $5 would buy enough gasoline to last the few days until the first of the month, when new funds would be deposited into our accounts. But we did not even have $1 between us. We knelt together and asked Heavenly father to somehow help us find $5.
We spent the next day tracting, then came home weary and hungry. Before heading into the apartment to eat the last of our food for dinner, we stopped by our mailbox and picked up the mail. My companion had received a letter from her little sister back home. Inside the envelope was a five-dollar bill and an explanation that she had earned it selling cookies.
Sister Hurst and I immediately fell to our knees and thanked the Lord for this little miracle. Then we headed for the gas station. The Church members in the area provided us with all our meals for the next few days, and soon we had enough money to fill our cupboards and our gas tank.
While $5 may not have seemed like much, to me it was a testimony that God really does answer prayers. — Laurisa White Reyes, Saugus 2nd Ward, Santa Clarita California Stake
