May 5

I lost my Oura ring yesterday for the third time in as many months. 

I first noticed it was missing (yet again) after I got home from Brady's games. Given that I'd also taken a jaunt through JoAnn to peruse their going out of business sale, I figured it was gone-gone this time because I had no idea when it'd disappeared from my index finger.

Still, I checked the bed sheets (in case it'd fallen off overnight) and the car (since the last time I "lost" it, it was eventually located in the passenger seat) and the family room chairs and couches and the kitchen table. And other random and not-so-random places that came to mind. But no dice. 

I was bummed out over losing it again and mad at myself for not keeping it charged, but I felt a sense of calm resolution nonetheless. I remember telling God that if He wanted me to find it, I'd find it. And it'd probably be sitting out in the open, since God has a sense of humor. (But truly, in the back of my mind, I was pretty sure it wasn't coming back this time.) And then I stopped thinking about it.

But as it turned out, my assumption was wrong, because when I got up this morning, I walked out into the kitchen and saw that big silver ring sitting on my desk. Right out in the open. I had to do a triple take before I believed what I was seeing. I was pretty sure I'd looked there yesterday so I asked Adam if he'd found it. No. Then I asked Brady. Another no. Isaac had already left for school, so I messaged him to ask and he too said no. And in my mind, that left just one option to explain how it wound up on my desk in plain sight. 

Now I know a lot of folks won't believe that God put it there, but I do, because He is the ultimate finder of lost things, whether those things be rings or coins or well-loved stuffed animals. Even people; especially people. So I am grateful for the reminder that He is indeed able to do so much more than we could ever hope for or imagine. Because He certainly can, and He often does. Even with itty bitty insignificant things like chunky rings that keep falling off our fingers. And if I can trust Him to be faithful in small ways, I can trust Him to be faithful in big ways, too.