One day, I prayed to God about a stupid mistake I had made. My nine-year-old daughter and I had been out for a Saturday of shopping errands. As we hurried from our home to the car, Sabrina handed me her coin purse. Without really thinking, I dropped it into my lap for the short drive to the store.When we walked to the first store, I was holding her purse in my hand. But when we got ready to leave, I no longer had it. As we headed for the check-out my daughter asked, “Mom, can I have my money?” “I don’t have it,” I replied. “Yes, you do,” she insisted. “Remember? I gave it to you.” At that moment, I had absolutely no recollection of taking the coin purse from her. None. Then she added to my stress. She explained, “I had all my vacation money in it: thirty dollars!” My heart sank. My hands were sweaty as the details of my day ran quickly through my mind. It was one of those bad mommy moments. Could my memory be failing me? We rushed out of Walmart and headed to our car. We se...