Lost

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

My iPhone for a panic-stricken 10 minutes today.
It was gone.
Not in the car.
Not in my purse.
Not in my bathroom,
fridge,
mailbox,
or
closet.

I was running late and I knew I had just put it in my purse.
How was it gone?
I needed the address to my appointment.
I needed to be on my way.
I needed to not have to deal with searching for a lost phone.

Aggravated, beyond rational belief, I barely heard the little prompting.
Pray.

No way!, I thought.
This is ridiculous.
How will praying help?
How?
I just had it.
I just finished checking my email.
I just slipped it inside the left pocket of my purse.
Then, all of the sudden, it's gone?
Was I hallucinating?

Ridiculous.

Again, pray.

So I threw myself to the floor
mumbled a short angry prayer
and went back to the parking lot.

Within a minute I had found my phone.

No matter how hard I try to run
He keeps calling me back.
I wonder, will He be as patient with me next time?


1 comments:

  1. i love love love this.
    did i mention i love it?

    ReplyDelete

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