I believe a blessing is near.
Why?
Because the devil intervened, broke me from a state of peace toward anger and brach decision—one made in emotion and haste of moment denied discernment and time to pray.
But I prayed still. Anger passed, and the trigger event—in after—became blessing of kind when read, discerned, and granted allowance for God’s intercede to, as is God’s way, make Good from a perceived wrong.
As is part of trial and Faith, I spoke testament to another and perhaps—just perhaps—to whom I spoke, it became for them a blessing too.
Further Good is coming. I know, even if not way or means of how. It’s something you sense, when aware and attuned.
Does it happen to you too?