An incident from the past was brought to my mind this week. My granddaughter was only ten. She had come up to the Gold Coast from New South Wales to spend holidays with us. She had gotten her first small watch for her birthday. That afternoon I took her to the beach. On the way down the long winding path through the sand and sea grass she somehow dropped her tiny watch without being aware of the loss. After her swim, she missed her watch and we spent half an hour searching the sand all over the beach where we had placed our towels.
On our way back to the car, with the innocence of a child, she asked me to stop along the path and pray with her that someone might find her watch or that her mother, who had given her the watch, might not be hurt because she had lost it. As we knelt together to pray, she placed her hand in the tall grass growing from the deep sand beside the path. We had only been praying a minute or so when she felt something underneath her hand and I heard her cry, "I've found it! God has answered my prayer. He's given me back my watch!"
In my mind and experience I felt the so-called "odds" against this happening in an accidental way would have been mind boggling. So did my granddaughter. We should always remember to praise and thank God for even His smallest mercies!
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