Saturday Evening when I finally sat down after a day of working around the house I noticed that my wedding ring was missing from my thumb. I had placed my ring on my right thumb cause it is my only phalange that will still hold my ring in place(due to my large thumb knuckle). My heart suddenly sunk. My wedding ring was gone! It had slid off my fingers several times in the past, but every time I had noticed immediately and picked it up. This was the first time my ring vanished from my finger without my notice.
I had spent most of the day working in the basement or in the barn so where to look? My first instinct was that i would find my ring in the washer or dryer. Most of the times my ring has fallen off for me it has been doing laundry. Moving heavy wet towels from the washer to the dryer has led to my ring being slid off my finger. Well the ring was not in the washer or dryer. As the day passed my ring was not found.
Late Saturday evening I was studying for our Youth Bible Study and read a bit about D. L. Moody and how he placed his faith in God to the point where he would only tell God of his needs through prayer and ask that God would answer his prayer in such a way that Moody would know the answer was from Him. So late night Saturday I prayer for my ring I asked God that he would help reunite me with my ring and that I would know that He was responsible for answering my prayer. Not sure why I did this, but I did.
Well a few days passed and my ring never appeared, until today. This afternoon, Shelly called from upstairs she found it. Where was it? Sitting on our bookshelf in the hallway. Let me let you in on a secret. I NEVER, NEVER, NEVER have taken my ring off my finger for more than a moment. I never lay my ring anywhere. When I went to the hospital and laid on the operation table, I kept my ring on. They taped it to my body. I would have NEVER laid my ring on the bookshelf cause I NEVER laid my ring anywhere EVER. Are you getting the picture? If my ring had fallen off my finger, How did it end up on the bookshelf?
It was God.
Got goose bumps. Things similar to your situation have happened for me and Rick, too, (and, of course, I'm blanking right now on any specific situations - senior moment). But God is good.