Evidence of His Hand

You can call this next circumstance whatever you wish: An oversight, a coincidence, luck, but I choose to see it as a small everyday miracle. Evidence of God's care and concern and awareness of our everyday lives. 

Just over a week ago my ipod was stolen. I went to dinner with friends and before getting out of the car noticed that my ipod was still attached to the cassette adapter in plain sight. I wrapped it in a bag that I had, still attached to the adapter and sat the bag between the two front seats. When we came back to the car after dinner, the cord to the adapter was hanging out of the driver side door. It must have gotten caught in my coat and dragged out the door which I then closed on it. I was so bummed! Laurel and I spent about 10 minutes looking under, around, and inside the car. I finally gave up. 

I was sad and upset but not overly-so. There was nothing I could do now. Mostly my heart was just sad and I felt violated to know that someone would take something that didn't belong to them. I'm also weird about anyone having access to something so personal. the item itself I have no attachment to. But for someone to be able to see my songlists, my personal music taste and choice...that just bothers me. I know I'm a little weird. 

I called the restaurant the next day to see if anyone turned it in, but no luck.  So I moved on. I chose not to get upset over it and simply prayed that God would let me find it or give me another one someday soon. I certainly don't have the money to replace it at this moment. Each time that I got in my car for the last week I have prayed and hoped to find it. 

Today as I went to the car to get a toy of Evangelines' that I had left in there, I picked up my hat that was on the floor behind the passenger side seat and there lay my ipod! I couldn't believe it! Of all places I have no idea how it could have fallen there except that God placed it there. As I said, choose to see it however you like but I know He heard me. I know he honored my attitude to trust Him and my choice to continue to hope. All of this was out of character for me. I have a habit of reacting with frustration, self-blame, regret and anger. And I rarely hope. I typically give up, harden up, and move on. I know this seems like a silly little situation but in honesty even over something so small I would normally have reacted as previously stated.  I chose to do it differently this time and I am so thankful for the life lesson. Continue to hope. Submit what you can't control or change and move on with peace.