Everything We Need

Upon reflection over the events of that fateful morning, I have to marvel at how God provided for us. When exiting the house, I grabbed my purse, car keys, digital camera, and some jackets out of the coat closet. We didn’t waste any time. I headed out, with the kids emerging behind me. It was a blessing that I had parked in the driveway rather than my usual garage routine. This was because there was a table set up in the garage from a family gathering a few days earlier. We hadn’t gotten around to putting things away. John also backed out of the driveway shortly after me.

I had never been able to “train” my husband, when it came to putting things in their proper place. This was a source of frustration for the family. When entering my home, I would routinely place my purse, car keys, and cell phone on the desk in the kitchen. John on the other hand, would put his important items in the pocket of whatever he happened to be wearing. At some point he would remove the item of clothing and leave it on a kitchen chair, in the mudroom, or on the bedroom floor to be found the next time the items were needed. This frustrated everyone in the family, except of course John, who in turn felt frustrated in our lack of enthusiasm for help in finding the items.

But on this day, it was me who could not locate my cell phone. It wasn’t in my purse like normal. A while later I remembered the jackets I had grabbed from the house. I had worn my leather jacket to the baseball game the night before. It had been very cold and windy. Wouldn’t you know, my phone was in the pocket of that jacket . . . with me in the car. Thank you, God.

Meeting up with John, he told me that he could not locate his wallet. He had also grabbed his jacket and had dropped it in the front yard. I retrieved the jacket and wouldn’t you know, his wallet was in the pocket. Again, thank you God. I still think it was a miracle that John was able to locate his car keys in such a panicked situation. It was surely the hand of God taking care of us.