I am notorious
for losing important things. I am vision impaired,
near-sighted with astigmatism. I have spent $300-400
dollars a year on glasses for the last 10 years. Unfortunately,
because of the prior listed problem, I lose them in
various places in my daily journey; and often never
find them again.
The last prescription
pair I lost was within a few months of purchasing
them. I determined that I would not get another prescription
and purchase another expensive bifocaled pair.
It would be just as easy
to get reading glasses from Walgreens and just use those.
I really need them when I'm driving at night in the rain also.
Other than that I don't use them for anything but reading.
Walgreens has frequently
been visited to purchase a new pair of reading glasses. In
fact, prior to the incident I am about to recall to you; I
believe I bought a pair in October. In the month of February,
I was typing in my study at the computer and was about to
leave hurriedly to take a friend home. I stopped to close
the upstairs window in the study and close the blinds.
After returning home,
as I prepared for bed, I couldn't find my glasses. Oh, I said,
I probably left them in my purse. I'll get them in the morning
when I go back downstairs. The next morning they were not
in my purse. They were not in the car (although I searched
under the driver and passenger seats). They were not in any
jacket pockets, or suit pockets that I had worn that week.
As I returned to work
the next day, I grabbed my spare pair out of the drawer; only
to find when I tried to use them that one of the lenses was
out. My co-worker told me, "Don't worry. I have another
pair in my locker. I'll get them for you."
I wore her glasses for
several days. When I returned them to her, I prayed, "Lord,
if my glasses are in my house, please help me to locate them.
I am tired of spending money on glasses."
I retraced my steps again
and searched the study desk and drawers and floor. No GLASSES.
So Friday evening, just before sunset, I ran to the neighborhood
Walgreens and bought --- you guessed it ----another pair of
#225 reading glasses for $21.00.
I went to church that
Sabbath, and worked Saturday night. I spent time with friends
on Sunday and enjoyed my time off. Monday as I sat at my computer
typing for the first time since the glasses disappeared. The
phone rang, as I reached to answer the phone, my glance went
to the window. And there, hanging from the cord used to adjust
the blinds were my glasses. Dangling gracefully, unassuming
and nonchalant were the glasses that I spent all week searching
for.
My mind immediately went
to my prayer. I had forgotten that I even asked the Lord to
intercede. When I went back to Walgreens, I had casually shrugged
off the feeling of failure; the thought that my prayer had
not been answered. I paid the cashier and went on; attempting
to ignore the niggling doubt that God didn't care about my
little problem.
In fact, God did care.
In fact, the glasses had been hanging in plain view for the
whole week. I could not see them. Was it because I never expected
to find them? Lack of faith is the culprit. Jesus tells us
. . .
"Ask
and it will be given to you, seek and you will find; knock
, and it will be opened." (Luke
11:9, KJV)
Today's
Life Key: Trust God when
you can't trace God.
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