Elevator Got Stuck

Today like every Tuesday and Thursday I went to my Spanish classes. The last few times I have gone into the apartment building on my own. This day my mom felt that she needed to go with me, although she was not dressed to see people because she had been cleaning. To get to my teacher's apartment you have to go to the fourth floor. You can either go by elevator or stairs, of course, I usually take the elevator. My mom had not told me that she felt (of course this was from the Holy Spirit) that she needed to go with me, but before I went in she asked me if I wanted her to go in with me, and I said sure. So, we entered the building. We pushed the button to go up to the fourth floor and the elevator opened. It started to go up but then it stopped and didn't open. My mom forced the inside door open, but the outside door wouldn't open. We tried to get out, but the outside door would not open. My mom finally started pushing the alarm. And trying to figure out how to get out. I started to panic, but my mom told me not to even go there. Next the door shut and the elevator went up. Both doors opened and we found ourselves on the fifth floor. We went down one floor on the stairs, and arrived at my teachers apartment. When we arrived her roommate informed us that she wasn't there yet, so I sat down at the kitchen table and waited. I sat there thinking about if I had been alone. I don't know what I would have done. I definitely would've been panicking.

I am so glad that God cares. He knew what was going to happen and told my mom to go in with me. I'm also thankful that my mom is sensitive to the Holy Spirit, so that she was able to hear him. I'm soooooooooo thankful that I serve a God who cares about us. Isn't my GOD AWESOME. I hope He's your God also. If He isn't and you want to learn more about him. Email me or comment me if you don't have my email. Thank You for reading this and God Bless.