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I have often had days where I feel like my life is one big question. Or at least made up into a bunch of questions and one big request. Usually that request is basically,"God please do something!"

But there are those times when I shake my head in disbelief as I marvel at how God answers my prayers.

Today is one of those days.

I mean, a month ago if you told me Sarah would be potty trained before preschool I would have said it would take a miracle. And yet here we are, in the middle of our first week, and she doesn't even pee in her diaper at night.

And a month ago, when I got tired of Emily coming home crying every time she would play with her neighborhood friends, I said CHEGA! (it means enough! in Portuguese) and I was sure it would be the end of a dear friendship I had with the mother of her friend. But I PRAYED.

So at 10 PM, after I got home from work, I felt the Lord say, "Go!" and my bare feet padded their way over to my neighbor's house with 2 glasses of wine. I rang her doorbell, "Sangria or Moscato?" I asked. Then we cried together and shared together about how much we love our daughters and want what is best for them.

And you know what? I'm even getting the hang of cyberschool. And after spending all day with me, my daughters still come up to me and kiss me and tell me how much they love me. (Talk about miracles.)

And you know what else? I read today about a Russian-American who will now serve time for raping 13 and 14 year old Russian orphan girls.

God is answering our prayers to release those who are abused and to stop those who are abusing. So keep praying.

God hears. And when He hears, HE ANSWERS. He still does miracles.