Rocky made a very hopeful beginning, but eventually became too busy to attend church.  He looked for excuses to not keep and observe other church practices.  He purchased a classic Chevrolet Malibu, and gave it a beautiful black and gold paint job.  He put the car up for sale, and immediately got a response.  The man was coming on Sunday to see it, and would definitely buy it.  Rocky said that he'd hold it for him.  Many calls were received thereafter from others who were interested, but he told them all that he had already sold the car.

On Sunday Rocky was in a dither to get the car ready to be seen.  In his hurry he ran over a power tool that he'd be needing.  That necessitated a quick run to La Grande to buy another one.  Something else came up which made it necessary for a run to Baker.  His family was at church.  The man arrived to inspect the car.  He pulled up the floor mat, and found that the floor board was rusted.  He was no longer interested.

Though Rocky continued to advertise the car, he never received so much as even one more inquiry.  He had to take the car with him to California when the family moved.  Katie was to receive half of the proceeds from the sale of the car, but as far as she knew, the car never sold.  The last she heard of it, it was sitting at Rocky's mother's place.  Possibly by now she has sold it.

Steve also has a car for sale.  Katie heard him tell a caller:  “Not on Sunday.  I'm available any other day after 5:00, but not on Sunday.”

“You just watch,” Katie said, “he'll sell that car right away.”  (It sold the very next day).

Katie then told of her own Sabbath Day miracle.  When working on her master's degree, she was taking a class on evolution.  The professor announced that there would be no exams, and that the entire grade for the course would be based on three papers that the students would have to write.  He mentioned that he had never yet given a 100% to anyone on any paper.

Katie submitted her first paper.  She was disheartened with the 75% grade she was given.  She went to the professor and asked what she'd done wrong, and asked how she could improve things with the next paper.  He brusquely told her to “go ask the English department.”

Levi's graduation from Marine boot camp was coming up.  Katie wanted to be there to support him for his graduation, so she flew to San Diego.  She thought that she had two more weeks before the next paper was due; but when she arrived back home, she awoke Sunday morning, and found that the paper was due on Wednesday.  She was sorely tempted to work on the paper.  If ever there was an excuse for working on the Sabbath, this was it; but she didn't want her kids to see her breaking the Sabbath, so she refrained.  She thought, “Why lose my salvation over a stupid paper for a stupid class?  I realized I should just have a little faith and keep the Sabbath day holy.”

There was no time to work on the paper on Monday.  Levi came home for his 2-week-post-boot-camp leave.  He got up early on Tuesday morning, and wanted to visit about his three months of boot camp.  By 10:00 he had covered most everything, and decided to drive into Baker.  Katie dove for her book, and flipped it open.  It opened to just the right thing that she could write about.  She began.  The words flowed.  Whenever she needed a reference, the book opened to just the right thing.  Five hours later, the paper was complete.  She could breathe again.  On Wednesday she turned the paper in.

After grading the papers, the professor made a speech.  He could tell that the class had rushed through the assignment.  The papers were poorly done.  He was hugely disappointed in them.

Following class the students compared grades.  They were uniformly upset with Katie.  She had accomplished the impossible.  She had received 100%.