Updated: Mar 16, 2020
If you know me at all, you know that I have a tendency to lose things. It is a daily battle to keep up with my keys, my wallet, and my phone. Thank goodness I don't wear glasses or those would be added to my list of missing things. Saturday, my ability to lose things seemed to rear its ugly head in a pretty significant way. That afternoon, I spent a few hours cleaning up and bagging leaves at a home in our area. After I bagged what seemed to be an endless supply of leaves - in fact there were 18 large garden bags full, so I headed off to the landfill to dump them. If you have ever been to the Campbell County landfill, you know that in order to drop off bags of leaves, a person has to break open the bagged leaves and dump them out. After breaking open the sixteenth bag, and pouring them out, I felt the plastic string on the trash bag, pull my wedding ring off as I broke it open. Sure enough as I looked down, my wedding ring was gone! Imagine a leaf pile about 4 feet deep and 6 feet wide from side to side and my small wedding ring was somewhere in the midst. I starting looking on the ground for about 20 minutes and mean I searched earnestly. I humbled myself and called Amy and she quickly came over with a few others to help me look. By the time she arrived and joined the search, I had been looking for at least 30 minutes. She hadn't been there two minutes, when she said "honey I found it". I couldn't believe it - my tiny ring was at the edge of the pile and within minutes, my wife had found it. The coolest part is that I don't give any of the credit for this to anyone, but the Lord. You see I had been praying, Amy had been praying, and she had enlisted others to pray as well. God knew where that ring was all the time.