A New Level of Praying

Since I was a tiny girl I was taught to pray.  I have always blessed my meals and said prayers before going to bed.  The "Now I lay me down to sleep" prayer was one that was said very often at my childhood home.

Throughout my growth as a Christian, a follower of Christ, prayer has continued to be a huge part of my daily life.  As a police officer for more than 20 years, prayer was vital in keeping my sanity.

Over the years I have prayed for all kinds of things and yesterday was no different. Because God doesn't do things half way, He showed His awesomeness to me after praying for something so insignificant.

Here's the story...
I have a pair of fresh water pearl earrings that my grandparents gave me for Christmas when I was in high school over 25 years ago.  I wear them a lot because they are special to me and they are just simple.

Friday I wore them to town to run some errands.  I was all over the place.  When I got home, I did some stuff in the yard and worked in my woman room (girls version of man cave). If I had to retrace my steps from that day, I probably could not. It was like a scene from the Family Circus comic strip.  That night I took a bath and went to bed so tired that I don't remember hitting the pillow.

The next day, as I was getting ready to do more work, I noticed one of my pearl earrings had fallen out of my ear.  I was very sad.  I had had these earrings for a long time and now my pair was a single. Sad emjoi face here.  Because I have hit a new level of praying and communication with God, I prayed that He would help me find the earring. I looked around hoping that it had just fallen on the bathroom floor. Nope!

That day I took a bubble bath, went through my day and ended up taking another bath that evening.  Don't judge...I like taking baths. I, normally, would rinse the tub but I just got too tired and felt like rebelling against my OCD.

This morning I got in the bath tub for my Sunday morning bath.  As I reached for the soap, that had fallen to the bottom of the tub, I reached to find what felt like a tiny rock or a beetle.  I thought maybe a lady bug had drowned.  I had a quick moment of despair. :-(   When I pulled it out of the water I saw that it was my lost earring.
Ha! I did a little happy chant praising God for answering my prayer. 

My point is...God answers prayers. Just because it's not exactly when we ask , doesn't mean that it isn't going to happen.  If God had immediately answered my prayer and I had found the earring on the floor at my feet, I wouldn't be writing about it. He knew that.  He made it an extraordinary story to show His power and to get the full serving of glory He deserves.

God loves to show off.  He loves to woo us and make us feel so special.  He knew where the earring was all along but chose the perfect timing in order to prove how awesome He is. After 3 baths, why didn't that tiny little earring wash down the drain?  Because God knew I would be delighted in His earring rescue story.  Praise God for answered prayers.