Yesterday, I couldn't find my car keys to save my life. Four of us were looking for them to no avail. I knew I had brought them home (because my truck was in the driveway) but I couldn't remember where I laid them down (I have ADHD to thank for that). Usually it's my wife's fault when I lose things because she staightens up and tidies after I blow through the house and she hides them (actually she puts them where they belong, but still....). But my wife was at work and couldn't be the fall guy (gal) for this one.
So after 45 minutes of looking and not finding them, I prayed about it. I sincerely asked God to help me. So about 3 hours later (when I had given up looking) I found them...on my messy bathroom vanity (which my wife has refused to even think about cleaning because it is...uh...disorganized). So in a way, it is her fault.
So God comes through again, finding something lost in my family. It is humbling. He answers prayer. God is good.
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Yup, just like your son and his wallet. He's always preparing us for the next thing.
ReplyDeleteI figured someone would bring that up. Yes...everything is a lesson to prepare us for a later time....curses.
ReplyDeleteYup, I thought about the wallet too ;-)
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