My husband had just gotten off the phone with another minister who asked prayer for his only son who had left the Lord. I felt a burden so heavy in my heart that I started to call out his name to the Lord in prayer. I got up from my chair to make myself some hot tea, and then returned to my chair to pray. As I reached for my favorite cup, it seemed that another cup close to it flew off the shelf. I closed my eyes tightly as I heard the cup crash unto the floor unusually broken into a million ...