God works in mysterious ways

Yesterday I was visiting a friend over mid-morning tea and chattering about all of life in her life as well as mine.  I was complaining about this and that and talking abut the silence of God in my prayers.  I had a good number of complaints.  My friend was kind in listening actively.  I remember saying, " I know God does exist.  I know He hears my prayers.  I am grateful all the same for the blessings I can see, feel, smell and touch which are many.  BUT at the same time I am also angry about His silent in my most important request.... etc etc etc" you know how it goes, in such thing called 'complaint'.....  On my way home I had this urge to take my husband, Will, out to Lunch.  So, I parked the car in the drive way with the engine still running, I got him out of the house and drove him to a Thai Restaurant.  We had not eaten there for 2 years at least.  So, we went.  Just as the soup was served to us the music changed from whatever it was to what stunned me all the way in my bones.  The music was:

So, all I can say then was and is and will always be " Thank you God for working in mysterious ways".  I am reminded of who is holding my hands at all times even when I don't feel it.