Monday is almost over, but I just had to share our most recent gift.
Yesterday Marc lost his wallet. He looked everywhere for it, even driving to church tonight to see if he left it there, but it remained missing. I looked too, and as I searched I prayed for God show us where the wallet was hiding. I learned many years ago that God does care about the little things and would much rather lead me to a lost object than watching me lose my cool and yell at my kids for not putting something back where it belongs. So this afternoon I confidently expected to find that wallet. But I didn't. I still believed God would answer my prayer -- maybe later tonight.
Later tonight arrived, and Marc and Ryne sat on the couch as Ryne said his bedtime prayers. He prayed that Daddy would find the wallet. Not long after, Marc found the wallet, hiding in between the couch cushions, right where they had been sitting! Ryne was so overjoyed that he went searching for his Bible because he thought Psalm 100 seemed like the perfect way to celebrate finding the lost wallet. He read it aloud for us:
Make a joyful shout to the LORD, all you lands!
Serve the LORD with gladness;
Come before His presence with singing.
Know that the LORD, He is God;
It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves
We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.
Enter into His gates with thanksgiving,
And into His courts with praise.
Be thankful to Him, and bless His name
For the LORD is good;
His mercy is everlasting,
And His truth endures to all generations.
He explained that the Israelites probably read Psalm 100 when they found their lost wallets. : ) I marveled at how perfectly God answered our prayers and was so glad that I wasn't the one to find the wallet -- this was so much better!
So late on a Monday night I thank God for the magnitude of blessing in this one small gift:
63. Witnessing my son praise God for His faithfulness.