Lost and Found
I want to share two stories.
Story one:
Yesterday I was on the phone with a desperate woman. She had several situations around her in which other people were ill and she desperately wanted to fix what was ailing them–but she was not in the position to do so for any–so instead she worried. As we talked I pointed out to her that the only thing she could do was pray, “Oh, I guess that is all I can do but I want to do more.” Her attitude reminded me of the joke about the little old grandmother who worried about everything until finally her family pointed out that the only thing she could do is pray. Her response, “Really has it come to THAT???” I giggled and pointed out that the most effective thing we can do IS pray. So often when we do anything else we get in the way of God working, especially if we are just doing it for our own sake, for our own egos, for the sake of being in control of the situation.
Story two:
We did get to go on our vacation and God graciously provided so completely and so perfectly that we had exactly (down to a few nickels) the amount we needed for the entire vacation. It was amazing and such a wonderful lesson for the kids and I (every time the kids asked for something at the store it would wash up on the beach the next day–really it was so amazing.) But that isn’t the story–not really. You see we had a marvelous illustration of God’s provision and His will to give us good gifts and the desires of our hearts.
The day after we returned home my husband had gall bladder surgery. The kids stayed at Grandma’s–we didn’t even unpack, they took what was in the car with them. My daughter’s MP3 player was still in my bag from the trip so I took it with me just in case I needed something to do. I only got it out once, realized the battery was low then stuck it back down into the depths of my backpack. The surgery went well and when we got home I fell asleep (because I had spent the majority of the vacation awake and walking on the beach). When Rachel got home later that night she asked about her MP3 player. “It’s in my bag”, I replied. She went and got ready for bed and later asked again about the player. I responded and took a peek in my bag. It wasn’t there. I sent her to bed saying I would get it in a bit then went out to the car assuming I had taken it out there. It wasn’t there. I prayed and looked again, dumping my bag out, sand and all, on the kitchen table, trying very hard not to panic about this $50 item, smaller than my index finger. I had visions of trying to call the hospital lost and found on a Saturday morning, I imagined the bratty (really) kid who sat behind me in the waiting room seeing me take it out and swiping it (sorry Kid, you aren’t a thief but you do need some lessons in respect of your elders). As I prayed I felt the call to “just wait and see” that it would turn up. “But Lord,” my heart cried, “what if it doesn’t, what if I lost her favorite item–the one thing that makes her inability to watch tv tolerable for her!” He continued to tell me to be at peace. I warned my husband of what had happened and tried to not worry.
The kids fell asleep quickly and I didn’t mention the incident to Rachel assuming that the Lord would reveal something before then. The next day nothing was said about it and I continued to have peace. Saturday night I tucked the kids in. There, sitting on my daughter’s dresser, was the MP3 player. It turns out that before getting ready for bed Rachel got it out of my bag and later, when she asked where it was she meant to ask where the headphones where–they were also in my bag but she didn’t see them. (She and I both have some issues with words not coming out as we intend which makes for some interesting, and confusing, conversations.)
I was so thankful that the Lord had given me peace and refused to allow me to call the hospital the next day frantically searching for the “lost” MP3 player. He knew exactly where it was but wanted me to remember that He did, to give it up to Him, and to let Him work. Even if it had been lost it would have been all right because I knew that He had a plan and would bless someone else with it or use it for good in some way. I had my moments of near panic but I chose repeatedly to trust Him and He came through.
The point of all this? Things are not what they seem. We see only the injury or the lost item, He sees the greater good, the plan beyond our comprehension, the very best for us and all involved. He knows the good that will come of the injury, the loss, the pain, the suffering, He is working ALL things out for good. That is why we are forbidden to worry–worry means forgetting who is in control, trying to control the situation ourselves, and missing out on His best for us.
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Matthew 6:25
Lord, thank You that You are in complete control, that You have all things in Your hands and are working ALL things out for our good as those who love You. Thank you for Your peace in times of trouble, for Your wisdom and Your awesome provision. What’s your story? How has He shown you that He is in control?
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Thank you so much for sharing the two stories. You are right, Heather. I so often say “all I could do is pray”…That is huge – we have the privilege to pray for others and for own situations. We just need to give it over to Him and let Him be…
Be blessed today and always.
Thank you for sharing these stories, they really blessed me. May you have a good day.
Heather,
Fantastic illiustrations of your faith and prayer in action. This scriputre verse speaks loundly to me today. You are a rich blessing!
Dear Heather,
That was a wonderful post and illustrations. I am so glad you shared they really made my day.
Hugs,
Angel ():)
Bless you dear one.
You know what amazes me the most? That God cares about our MP3 players…and whether or not we can find them. What a good God!
Dear Heather, Thank you so much for these two wonderful stories. In my life, sometimes it is easy for me to ask such questions as ” what if” “beside prayer, what can I do?” ” Do prayer really works”
He is working all things out for good. What we can do is just being calm and pray, and know that he is the lord.