Jesus! My helper!

I have found as a single woman, running an airport, that I need lots of extra help! My latest testimony below:

As the tech and I worked diligently on the fuel system, we soon discovered the easy filter change was out of our league. The tall vertical cylinder held three stacked filters and the one on bottom was unreachable.  After many failed attempts, and much discussion, I handed him a rod so he could design another hook. I said, “While you work on the rod, I’ll pray for assisting angels.”

“Nothing wrong with a little faith,” he said, dipping the latest hook into the cylinder and instantly pulling out the third filter. His mouth dropped open in surprise.  “Well, look at you go!” He exclaimed in amazement.

“Praise God,”  I cried excitedly. “Thank you, Jesus!”