A Sunday School teacher was struggling to open a combination lock on the supply cabinet. She had been told the combination, but couldn’t quite remember. Finally, she went to the vicar’s study and asked for help. The vicar came into the room and began to turn the dial. After the first two numbers he paused and stared blankly for a moment, and then he looked serenely heavenward while his lips moved silently. Suddenly he looked back at the lock and quickly turned to the final number, opening the lock. The teacher was amazed. “I’m in awe at your faith, vicar,” she said. “It’s really nothing,” he answered. “The number is on a piece of tape on the ceiling.”