My cat went missing for two days. Slowly losing my shit over it. Did bedtime with my baby and prayer. Prayed my cat would come home and I’d give him more time if so bc I been so busy I haven’t been loving on him as much. Not even 10 min later I hear him crying outside my door with dirty lil feet. Good is good all the time. Wheewwww never a dull moment. Sometimes I think God just wants to hear us recognizing we need him. 🥹😮‍💨 I’m so grateful.