Last summer a very special friend gave Caroline a ring that had belonged to her as a child. Caroline cherished that ring and felt like a really big girl wearing it. One night a few months ago, she was playing with the ring on her finger and it slipped off and fell into the van somewhere. She started crying and I assured her that I would find it as soon as we got home. I looked for a while to no avail, but comforted her by saying that I was certain that we'd find it once it was light outside. Jimmy and I both devoted a considerable amount of time to searching for that special ring and were almost as sad as she was that it seemed to be lost.
Last week, in an effort to get the van sold, we decided to have it cleaned. My first thought was that the ring would surely be vacuumed up and gone forever and then that thought was pretty much confirmed once I saw how clean it was! It was cleaner than it had been since the day we drove it off the lot.
Well, imagine our surprise when Maw Maw came in the house with a ring she'd found while bringing groceries in from the van! It was just sitting there, right in the back, in plain view.
I took it right to Caroline and her whole face lit up when she saw it. She said, "I prayed for it and God gave it to me!"
An answered prayer for my girl joy...
