First, a few weeks ago, I was in the grocery store. I didn't bother with a cart, because I only needed a box of yogurts and who needs a cart for that? I was in a hurry, so I'm pretty sure I wasn't paying very close attention to anything. I got up to the self-check to pay (don't you just love those?! I do!) and realized that I didn't have my wallet. I couldn't remember having my wallet in the store, so I figured I probably left it in the car. I asked the nice lady standing guard to watch my stuff and I'd be right back.
Went out to the van, searched it thoroughly. No wallet. By this time, my heart is feeling hurty. I have more than just my debit card in there. I've got pictures of my nieces & nephews, my library card, and my temple recommend. I NEEDED to get it back. I was getting very close to a panic.
I called my mom to see if I'd left it home on the counter. No wallet there. I felt sick. So I hurried back into the store, praying the whole way that I'd be able to find my wallet.
Got back in, and the guard lady rushed over. She asked me what my wallet looked like and I described it. She hurried me over to the customer service desk, and some honest soul had turned it in.
RELIEF!!
I finished my purchase and headed home. I prayed in thanks the entire way.
Now today, I went visiting teaching this morning. We had a super funny moment and I just knew I had to get a picture of it. I snapped one with my phone and put it back into my pocket, or so I thought.
After leaving, I had to run over to the library and the grocery store. Finished up my business (was very careful with my wallet, I'll have you know!) and headed home. Got home and went to upload the photo to Facebook.
No phone.
It wasn't in my jacket pocket and it wasn't in my pants pocket. Um. Not good. I'm not attached to my phone all that much, so not having a phone wasn't the issue. And my phone isn't a fancy smart phone. It's just a cute little regular phone. The issue was that I have all my phone numbers stored in it and I haven't backed them up. (well, now I have)
I felt a little ill.
I went back over to Kathryn's, but no phone. We looked in and under her couch, but nothing. I felt sicker.
Ran back home, grabbed my wallet and headed back to the library. I prayed the entire way there that I'd be able to find my phone.
Got to the library, which was packed. There were cars waiting for parking spots, but the spot I'd had was empty. Impossible, I tell you. There were people waiting for spots and the most prime parking spot in the entire lot was empty.
Well, not entirely empty.
Right in the middle of it was my phone.
Not smashed, not cracked, not even scratched.
I grabbed it and headed for home. The minute I pulled away, the spot filled up. I swear, it's like they couldn't see it empty because there is NO WAY that spot would have remained empty when there were so many people looking for places.
It's moments like these when I'm reminded that my Heavenly Father is VERY mindful of me, and even in my own stupidity, He's looking out for me and making sure I'm taken care of.
It's nice to be taken care of.
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