Small Miracles

I have come to believe in miracles during this past year. I suppose that prior to 2010 there were miracles that occurred in my life, but they went virtually unnoticed by me. Of course Ella is the exception, every day with her I'm filled with wonder and awe. Typically, I think that I'm the kind of person who really needs to be slapped in the face to notice anything miraculous. From Whit finding a job, our move, my job, our house there were lots of things that happened to us in 2010 that seem nothing short of a miracle.

Something happened yesterday that was too mysterious to not notice. I lost my wedding ring after my morning errands. I came home from errands and began to clean the house almost immediately in preparation for company. I always put my ring in my pocket when I'm cleaning. ALWAYS. In the middle of the afternoon I realized that I didn't have my ring on, so I reached into my pocket to find it. It wasn't there. I thoroughly checked my pockets. It really wasn't there. I looked in the bedroom, on the floor, basically everywhere. Ella, Leigh and Whit even helped with the search. I continued to check in my pockets, even though I had already checked there multiple times. It was nowhere to be found. Then the prayers began. Ella, Whit, and I all said several prayers. I was very distraught. I knew that it would be nowhere else other than my pockets. I talked to my mom and asked her to pray as well. Towards the end of the evening I was sitting with Whit and Ella at the dining room table. I put my hand in my pocket and there was my ring. I must have checked my pockets (every nook and cranny) at least 20 times. I know that it hadn't been there before. It was an absolute small miracle and a reminder for me that there was something beyond my comprehension at work.