I believe in Prayer.

Today I was frantically searching my house for our car keys, trying to get out the door to bring Tera to school. I was clueless to where I could have put them, as I had already checked the usual places to no avail. I asked Tera to say a prayer with me that we would find the keys. I like to allow my children to have the opportunity to say prayers so they are able to see their prayers be answered. Also, for some reason, that I know is entirely untrue, I think Heavenly Father is more apt to listen to a prayer when it is coming from a cute little girl like Tera. Tera prayed that we would please find the keys. Before she had even finished her prayer I pictured Mazzi playing with the keys. "Oh yes, thats right. I saw her playing with the keys and thought... I should take them from her. but I didn't." I then retraced Mazzis steps around the house. When I didn't find them in the house another inspired thought came to me to check the backyard. Sure enough, there they lay on the back patio. I quickly showed Tera that I had found the keys to which she said, "Jesus and Heavenly Father are so nice." Yes they are.

I know prayers are answered. Little prayers, big prayers and prayers in between. Prayers that we can have peace when things around us are falling apart, prayers that we will be comforted, and even prayers that we will find our keys.
I have had many other instances of little prayers being answered.

One day I was trying to get Mazzis car seat out of the car. Matt likes to put in all the safety clips/locks o the back. Not just one, at least two or three. Then he puts them in as tight as he can so it is nearly impossible to get them out. While I admire and appreciate that he wants his little girl to be safe, it is a pain to get out. While Matt was in the CHP academy I think his concern for safety sky rocketed, so at this time the car seat was in even tighter than usual. After trying for what seemed like hours, but was probably only 5 min. I was so upset with him and was losing my temper. I tried again for another hour (5 min) and still didn't get it out. My mom came out and I was telling her how frustrated I was and that I could not get it out. She told me to pray. At first I thought, "I am not praying over something so silly." And then I repented, and thought, "It never hurts to pray and will at least get me in a better fame of mind." I said a quick prayer that I would be able to get the car seat out. After praying I tried to loosen the clips and within a minute got it out. Yet another testimony that prayer works. I called my mom to tell her that I prayed and it worked. :)

On another occasion I had spent several hours going over our budget and paying bills, getting the checks together and putting everything in envelopes with stamps and addresses on. I got distracted doing something with the kids and then went back later to get the stack of envelopes so I could mail them. I couldn't find them. I looked all over the house and spent a few hours wondering where I could have placed them. Once again, I asked Tera to say a prayer that we would find the envelopes with our bills in them. As soon as she stopped praying I felt like I should go look in the garbage (which I had already looked in) I went to the kitchen garbage, and sure enough, there was the stack of my bills.

Knowing that Heavenly Father will answer such little, seemingly insignificant prayers, makes me that more certain that he can, does and HAS answered so many more significant prayers in my life- altering prayers in my life. Sometimes not in the way that I would have hoped, but in His own, better, all-knowing way. I am grateful to know that I can pray whenever I want and wherever I am and he will hear me and answer. I am grateful for all these moments that make me feel my Heavenly Fathers love and remind me that He is aware of me and can help in all aspects of my life, if only I ask.

Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you