PO Box 1980

I'm pretty typical in having a thirty-pound phone with electrified buttons that keeps me from calling my sponsor as often as I should. I was out of town on business, and I went into the local post office to mail a small package. I had my cellular phone in my jacket pocket. When I returned, I heard a few beeps come from my jacket. I reached into my pocket, grabbed the phone, and tossed it onto the seat next to me. Within a few seconds, I heard this voice that sounded a lot like my sponsor, "Ed, Ed, is that you?" The voice was coming from the phone. Somehow (Higher Power) the correct sequence of buttons had been pushed to get my sponsor on the phone. We had a great laugh about it and chatted for a few minutes. Is that cool, or what?!