lost and found

Nearly three years ago Terry gave me a birthstone ring for Christmas. I had always wanted a sapphire. And I love this ring. I like to stack it with my wedding rings. 

Unfortunately, I lost it on Saturday.

It fell out of my pocket.

I took my engagement and sapphire rings off while at my sister-in-law's Norwex party to slather on some Shea butter cream. I foolishly placed my rings in my shallow pockets. The Shea butter was thick and creamy just like butter so it was taking forever to absorb and I forgot to put my rings back on. After Shari's party, I went to Sally Beauty to buy some new clippers for Samuel's much needed haircut. Then I went to Safeway to gas up. Then I went to Mr. Movies for a surprise family movie. While waiting for the cashier to enter my info into the computer, I absentmindedly stuck my hands in my pockets and realized my rings were not there. 

Panic. 

Text Shari. Go look in car. Thankfully my engagement ring was sitting on the car seat! But the sapphire? No such luck. Shari has no luck even after removing cushions.

Search car. Search Mr. Movies. Explain situation to cashier and leave info. Call mom and dad and ask them to search Sally. Call Sally and have them search and call me. Mom and dad search inside and even wait until the car in my previous spot move and find nothing. Pray. Go home and make pizza so we can still have family movie night. Go out to look more with Terry and the kids (i was cringing at the thought of telling Terry about my idiocy but he was so nice. i was so upset.). Ask Noah to pray - God answers Noah. Search Safeway gas station. Explain situation to gas attendant and leave info. Get in the way of the person gassing up in my previous spot to look for ring. No luck. Text Jesse and Shari and ask them to search outside their apartment. No luck. Go to Sally and search inside and out. No luck. Decide to go and look once more at Mr. Movies since that's where I first missed my rings. Step out of the van...

...into the rain and see my ring right away in the spot next to where I had been parked.

Blam jam. There it was and there it had been all along. I like to think that God sent the rain (not just for me because we do desperately need it) since the wet ground showed up the ring very clearly on the concrete. You gotta know I thanked God for this! Because even though I keep saying "luck," that had nothing to do with it.