I sat down, literally pinched my arm in several places, snapped the bill a few times and then when I was sure it was REAL, I started to cry and went to my knees in thanksgiving to the Lord. I do not know - to this day - who or what put that bill under my purse during that minute I slipped out. I do know I would not have simply misplaced it, that's for sure!
So, it wasn't candy, but God through that event and many more since then, continued to show himself real and my faith grew more and more every time. I saw that he was ever faithful, ever caring, ever present. This is one way in which God says he will reward faith. He doesn't require the kind that moves mountains in the beginning, just a childlike faith that says, “Yes, Lord.” But he is the one that causes faith to grow into the mover of mountain kind.
Your miracle was a matter of your loving God, believing Him and trusting Him.
Yours is nothing like the atheist taunting God saying she'd believe Him if He poof'ed her a bag of M&M's. It was as if she wanted a "god" she could manipulate - which is not unlike those who made a "god" out of wood so they could see it, touch it, manipulate it. And throw it in a fire when they get tired of it.