The Pearl

With everything else that happened today I almost forgot to tell you about the pearl. Saturday afternoon Mom told us about her doctor's appointment on Friday where when she was getting out of the car to go in she heard something hit the ground. She didn't think anything of it until later in the day when she realized her earring was missing. Well she asked Eric and I if we would go back to the parking lot and look for it. I, in a moment of selfishness, sighed as I was so tired and knew it would be out of our way when we left to go there. Well, we left, and went to see Mom-o and then without Mom knowing, we made our way across town to the doctor's office. I knew if I didn't go Mom would, and she didn't need to leave Dad. I knew we had a slim chance of finding her earring and even if we did it would probably be crushed. Eric parked the van and we got out. He started on one end and I on the other. I kid you not, I took two steps and looked down and there it was, a beautiful pearl earring, in perfect condition. We quickly drove back to Mom and Dad's and walked inside. I then told Mom, with my fist closed, that I was so sorry for being selfish, because if I had continued in my selfishness I would have missed out on a wonderful blessing! I then opened my fist and showed her the pearl earring that she had lost.

God cares! This rang true last night when I found a tiny pearl in a big mighty parking lot, completely unharmed. That earring represented each one of us...that in a big mighty world, in a big mighty universe, we are but tiny creatures, yet He cares and protects each one of us.

What a Mighty God we serve!