In January of this year my wife and I found out we were expecting our 5th child. We had been house-hunting before then, but after receiving this good news I started to specifically pray: "God, please provide a house we can be fully moved into by May 18th."
May 18th was yesterday. And we're (mostly) fully moved in. Wow.
Here's thing thing. I prayed that for months without believing a word of it. In March I often added "and help my unbelief!"
But God's crazy like that, and he worked it out. The week that got an accepted offer on our house was what I had in mind as the last possible week for something to happen if we were going to be moved by May 18th.
On April 13th we had no clue where we were going to move.
But here we are. I hope I remember God's faithfulness and impeccable timing next go around, whatever the situation. But I'm prone to forget.