A friend told me this story and swears by it. My friend is a preacher and would not tell a lie.

Another preacher, who lives outside of Washington, D.C., is trying to rescue his little boy’s kitten from out of a tree in the front yard.

After a few failures, the preacher gets a bright idea. He’ll tie a rope to the slender, young tree with the other end of the rope attached to the tow-ball on his SUV. He’ll pull the tree over until he can reach up and grab the stranded kitty.

Everything is looking good. The tree is bent and the preacher decides a few more inches should do it. Suddenly - SPROING! - the rope snaps and the tree springs upright, hurling kitty over the rooftop and out of sight.

The preacher checks houses up and down the street and on the street behind. Nobody has seen the kitty. An hour later the preacher gives up and goes home to console his little boy.

Don’t give up hope! The story does not end here. A few days later the preacher is grocery shopping when he sees a woman from his church. He’s surprised to see her loading up her cart with cat chow.

"I didn’t know you had a cat," says the preacher.

"I didn’t," responds the woman. "My daughter has been bugging me for a cat but I told her she couldn’t have one. Finally, to quiet her down, I told her that if God wanted her to have a cat, He’d send her one."

Now the preacher is feeling uneasy.

The woman continues: "Day before yesterday my little girl goes out into the yard and gets down on her knees and begins praying out loud for a kitten. Right there in the middle of our back yard-right across from your back yard, preacher."

"I know this happened because I saw it with my own two eyes," the woman says. "While my daughter is praying, this itty-bitty kitten comes sailing down from out of the sky with it’s little paws stretched out and lands on the grass-right there in front of my daughter. Now, is that a miracle or not?"