I like to fish , especially when I am in a bad way .Being out ,I feel closer to god .
I was in a very bad frame of mind and decided I would go fishing and that I would need worms for where I wanted to go. I started looking all week-Walmart in 3 surrounding towns had none,2 bait stores, nothing .That morning I went to the marina at the lake ,no worms and had not seen the vender in 2 weeks. I decided I would use something else. I drove to where I was going,dew still on the grass,mud puddles from the rain night before ,both undisturbed , no one here before me.
I hiked in .When I got to the spot , the only tracks in the mud were from raccoons and fishing birds. Then I noticed on the bank ,in my favorite spot, a fresh box of worms . They were cold,wet ,looked like they just came out of refrigerator at the marina. They had not been disturbed by the raccoons or birds which should have devoured them. Miracle or not-my cloud was lifted and I will believe what I want.