Trusting.....

So, I misplaced my wallet today.

But I didn't get crazy searching for it, swearing, blaming anyone, or getting into a fret, or a snit.....all of which I've done in the past. 

I carefully searched for it.  I went to the last place I knew I had it and it wasn't there.  I thought maybe I'd driven off and left it on the roof of the car.  But I did remember to ask God about it as I left the Sam's Club.  That still, small voice....go home and look in your dresser.

I did.  It wasn't there.  But keep that thought in mind.

I stripped the bed.  I searched under it.  I looked in the garage.  I searched the Chevy at the Wal-mart parking lot.  Twice.  I asked Miss June if she had moved it somewhere.  She hadn't.  I looked in the recliner.  I moved the couch cushions.  I searched the trash. 

Not there.

When it wasn't in my dresser, I came to the conclusion that I'd driven off with it on the roof of the car, as I said.  It's the only thing that made sense, but I had this strange peace about it and the thought "look in your dresser" wouldn't leave my mind.  Nor would the thought that God was looking out for me and it wasn't lost...just misplaced.

There is a dresser in my bedroom.  There is also an armoire.  I looked in the armoire, not the dresser as instructed.  And then for some reason, I looked in the dresser, and there it was.  Somehow, in the rush to change clothes to paint the little wood placard I bought to replace the brass placard on the mailbox, I must've put it in the drawer.

Why, I have no idea, but what I do know is this. 

I asked God and He answered me.  I listened and when I did what He said, I found what was misplaced.  Listening is a good idea. 

So I have another, more bigger story.  I had a chance today to meddle in what God is doing in my life and I didn't take it.  I had the opportunity to share a Bible verse with someone and I didn't send the one I was wanting to.  I decided to pick one more appropriate to what the person was feeling about God instead of what I wanted to send.  Sometimes, I get it right.  I'm trusting God with this person; not needing to meddle or try to effect an outcome I believe will come about when the time is right.  It will be someday.  Today wasn't the day, so why try to force it?, was the conclusion I came to.

When I was cleaning up the leaves at the church today in the parking lot gutters, I moved a scoop and looked down to get the next pile and found a very badly stained dollar bill among them.  It's in the missionary fund jar.  Often times, when I get something right in my walk with God, I find a penny or a dime....just little markers on the journey to let me know I'm getting it right.  Money found on the ground goes for whatever missions offering our church is taking for the quarter of the year we're in.  God could do more with that money than I ever could. 

Finding a dollar was kind of cool.  Finding it today, well, that was kinda special to me.  You have no idea how hard it's been to just accept some stuff in my life and that I'm not on my own timetable these days. So I'm taking a bit of my own advice and trusting God...for my someone special, for finding my car keys, my wallet, and for whatever comes my way.