What has God done to me?

The past few days I've been watching forensic television about real-world murders. This morning, an episode really broke my heart about a victim named "Rose" who was dismembered and cremated by the murderer, but the Forensic Pathologist proved it was her anyway. It broke my heart and I cried for this poor woman who never even had a proper burial. I prayed to God and told God that if I could have a wife and daughter someday, I would want my daughter to be named "Rose" in honor of this victim who had no memorial. I prayed that God would also make a forensic Pathologist out of this daughter I asked for and use her to nail murderers to the wall someday.

A little while later, God spoke to me and told me "You owe me a Maid," and then He told me to walk to the library. So I walked to the library, but there were no single women there. On the way back home, I stopped at the seafood market and ordered a catfish plate. On the ticket was the Cashier's name: "Rose".

What do you think this means?

What has God done to me?
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