One day I was sitting in my living room watching the stories. My baby was upstairs sleep. All of a sudden I heard what I thought was foot steps, because you see it was just me and the baby in the house. So the noise was annoying me because I was into the stories. I heard it again, I ignored it. I heard it a third time, so I got mad and went storming upstairs. When I looked in my babies basinet he had pulled the blanket over his face and was smothering. I grabbed him up and ran all over the house crying and thanking and praising God. After that morning I had my husband bring the basinet down stairs every morning before he went to work. You see my baby would wake up but he hardly cried, he would play instead. I learned my lesson and trust me I don't watch the stories to this day. I got saved instead. Through all of my trials and tribulations, Jesus was standing beside me and I didn't even know it. He got my attention that day. Those were his footsteps. Praise God, I am so blessed and at peace. Remember He will never leave you or forsake you.