About 3 days ago, I noticed my envelope system was missing.  I wasn’t too worried about it because the zipper on my purse is broken, which gives baby Brandon free access to all the goodies in there.  I figured I would find it under a chair or something sometime.  Well, as the week wore on, I was getting pretty concerned.  That envelope system had ALL our cash for the rest of November.  Our milk was getting low and I only had a few diapers left.  I told myself it would be okay.  We have dry milk and cloth diapers and a food pantry to get us through.  But I made it a serious matter of prayer.  If I’m going to blow $300 I could think of a lot better things to blow it on, than just losing it.  I prayed that the Lord would help me find it, but if it wasn’t meant for me to find, then to put the money to good use.  It’s all His money anyway.   I don’t have a lot of identifying information in my envelope system.  No bank cards, driver’s license etc.  I keep that stuff separate so if a purse snatcher reached in for something, chances are I’d still have half my important things.   

We cleaned our house from top to bottom (company coming and all J.) But never found it.  I took the car to the carwash and shoveled out all the stale French fries, broken crayons, leaf collections, Sunday School papers…. (Please tell me I’m not the only one with a car like that.) And never found it.  I started figuring out my what-if plan.  It didn’t sound fun.  I had promised to take a potential recruit to dinner tonight.  So I’ll make her my awesome homemade pizza instead.  Where are those cloth diapers anyway?…..Ring, ring.  “Hello?”  

            “Hello, is Angela Coffman there.  This is Ruby Tuesdays….”

            “Gasp, you found my wallet?”

            “Yes ma’am.”

            “There was money in it…”

            “Yes, ma’am there’s a lot of money in it.”

            “Oh!  I’m going to cry…sob

I was babysitting today and had 7 children that wouldn’t fit in my car.  My beautiful mother went and picked up my wallet for me and gave the honest waitress a $20 reward.  Good thinking, mom.  She told me that the only identifying piece in my wallet was an expired membership to Nature's Pantry.  It happened to have my name on it.

We took my parents to the restaurant last Saturday for dinner as a thank you for all the babysitting they've done for us recently.  It hadn't even crossed my mind to look at the restaurant.  To be honest, I  didn't even remember going there until they called. 

Rejoice with me as I praise the Lord.

(Now to get a purse that zips!)