When my husband was hospitalized a few weeks ago, he gave me his watch for safe-keeping. Somehow, I guess in my shock from learning of his heart condition, my mind went blank and I couldn’t remember where I had put the watch. I looked in my purse, my coat pockets, and in every bag we had taken on our overnight journey to the hospital that is three hours from where we live. Nothing. No sign of the watch anywhere, and no memory of where I’d put it. All I could think to do at that point was to promise that I would buy him a new watch.

After searching for two weeks, I finally I did what I should have done in the first place. I prayed about it. A few more days went by, and I continued to pray. Then, the other day, upon entering our bathroom, I spotted my cosmetic bag lying on a bench. I was sure I had looked in there before, but figured it wouldn’t hurt to look again. The small front pocket of the quilted bag has always been reserved for things like cotton swabs, shower caps, and smaller items that need less room. What I found inside that small pocket was my husband’s watch. What a pleasant surprise! I was almost certain that I had looked in there before. If I had, then I’m guessing I must have only searched in the larger portion of the cosmetic bag and hadn’t bothered looking in the smaller section.

How about you? Have you ever lost an item and prayed for guidance to finding it? Did it stay lost, or did you eventually find what had been missing?

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