Have you ever bought something, knew that you brought it home with you, yet couldn't find it? A few weeks ago I bought a pair of kitchen gloves. I knew I did. I simply couldn't find them anywhere. I kept looking in all of my usual hiding spots and kiddo drop spots. No gloves.
I kept stretching my old pair of gloves day by day while I searched for the missing gloves. Yesterday I decided that the next time I go shopping I would simply have to buy a new pair. I don't plan on shopping until Friday. Last night, I used my old pair of gloves to their demise.
This morning I said to God, 'I know it is silly, but would You please help me find my gloves?"
This evening it was storming so Daddy said that I could put the children to sleep in our bed. After snuggles, prayers, stories, and songs lead to droopy eyes and slow breathing I tried to move our bed away from the wall a little so we weren't blocking the air vent. Guess what I found in between our bed and the wall?
That's right. The kitchen gloves, still in the bag from the store. How they ended up there, I have no clue. God is so good, He cares about me so much that made a pair of kitchen gloves important to Him. How awesome is He and the amazing love He has for us?