Sometimes, I think God answers prayer because we ask Him faithfully and earnestly. That’s what happened the day my husband broke his promise—just in time for us to go to the Gather Vocal Band concert.
I know—it’s just a concert. It sounds so silly talking about it now. But for me it felt like my insides lurched—excitement one moment, distress the next.
At the time, I was thirteen weeks pregnant with my firstborn. I was working as a paraprofessional for a middle school, and I was off for the weekend. My husband was supposed to be off too—”supposed” being the keyword. In fact, he bought tickets for us to go to a Gather Vocal Band concert without asking me first. In my mind, there was no way he was going to leave this commitment.