I first learned that God listened to my prayers through a hamster. His name was Peaches. My family named him this because he had orange fur, and his little bum looked just like a peach. It was unanimous.
Peaches died a tragic death by marshmallow peep. He found his way into my brother's Easter basket and thought he'd try eating one which expanded in his body and asphyxiated him until dead. Like I said, tragic. I've never really understood Peeps. White, fluffy sugar covered in more sugar, just colorful this time, shaped
like bunnies and baby birds. Anyway, I digress.
Before his passing, Peaches and I were thick as thieves. The only trouble was, hamsters are small. At the tender age of 7, I wasn't very skilled at keeping track of the day of the week, let alone small items such as hamsters. I used to place him in random spots, like my sock drawer, and forget about him. A few hours later I would realize -- the hamster was lost.
This was typically followed by complete chaos, caused by my entire family's efforts to find our lost Peaches. When I had exhausted every place I could think of, and resorted to shameless tears, I had a thought. If anybody knew where my hamster was, it was God. I mean, he knew lots of things, right?
I said a prayer, Please help us find Peaches. Every time, without fail, Peaches turned up in a matter of minutes. And that's how I knew. God knew me. He wanted to help. He was generally easy to get a hold of. He listened, he answered, he cared.
After about an hour of walking around with flashlights, jingling bells, shaking bags of food, calling out, "Kitty kiiittyyy!" and a bunch of other things that I'm sure were sincerely concerning to our neighbors, we were at a loss. Drew stood on the back porch, slumped his shoulders, said, "What do we do?"
"I don't know..."
Wait, yes I do. "How about we say a prayer."
He nodded. We walked to our room, knelt down by our bed, and I said a simple prayer. Please help us to find our cute little kitty. We like her.
After that, we decided to go sit out on the porch, wait for her to come to us. I went to grab my book, and heard Drew say, "Hey, there she is!" He was holding her when he walked inside and locked the front door, said, "Well that was fast."