One time we were missing some important keys. We didn’t know how we lost the keys or who used them last. We had looked everywhere in the house, outside, and in every jacket pocket. Still no keys. Two weeks went by and I started praying for the keys to be found. On Monday when I came home from work I felt hungry for homemade bread. This had never happened to me before. I don’t like to make bread because it is too messy and too much work. I went into the kitchen and put all the ingredients on the table. Then I thought about my favorite apron. It was the apron my husband had made for me. I took it out and put it on and I heard the keys in the pocket. I thanked God. He made me hungry for bread and reminded me to wear my favorite apron. That’s how the keys were found.