1. The lost is found. A few years ago my husband and I had the privilege of going on the Journeys of Paul study tour in Turkey, Greece and Italy. As a visual learner I often had fuzzy mental images of the places I read about in Scripture. The tour helped clarify geography, travel, culture and climate which has enriched my reading significantly.
While in Istanbul we experienced the Grand Bazaar. Noisy masses of humanity bobbed and flowed past fishmongers, jewelers, spice merchants, and purveyors of carpets, textiles, and exotic foods. We were beckoned and urged into shop after shop where merchants hawked their wares and did their best to convince us to buy from them.
The expected bargaining and haggling over prices surprisingly intimidated me, but my unflappable husband was a pro at it. We walked away with some lovely jewelry and with two bolster covers emblazoned with the symbol of an admired Turkish sultan. The color and muted pattern perfectly complemented our living room furniture.
This past July our son and his family were here on their summer break from teaching in China so a number of things had been moved around to accommodate them. While they were here we did a massive ‘clean out and purge’ of all closets and cupboards. My tidy youngest daughter was helping me purge and would exuberantly hold things up and say, “Mom, do you REALLY need to keep this?” and joyfully chuck it into the recycle bag.
After the Chinese branch of the family moved on, and my daughter left for college, I noticed one of the bolsters was missing. I looked everywhere I could think of and had my house helpers look in places I could not access. Nothing. I guessed that the bolster had accidentally flown the coop in the great summer purge. Sigh. At least we still had one left.
While preparing for my niece to come visit last week, my daughter found the bolster wedged in a spot between the wall and the corner of the bunk bed in the room the grandchildren stay in each summer. I don’t know how everyone who looked for it had missed it, but here it was, the lost now found! I had a better understanding of the biblical lost and found passages after this missing bolster resurfaced. Thank you Lord for joy in the little things.
2. An appointment date! After a long wait, I finally have an appointment with the Hip and Knee clinic on March 21. The medical system in Canada can be slow so I am grateful for this next step in the process. I won’t likely be running any marathons in the future but it would be lovely to walk again without a cane.
3. God is loving and merciful I am particularly grateful for God’s love and mercy. In times of sadness, when our own failures or those of others near us cause us to pause and take stock, it is a particular blessing to remember that He will never leave us or forsake us and that there is forgiveness with our loving Father.
4. More good experiences This week we ate out once and had take out once (thanks to our niece!) I have had such violent reactions to foods lately I was a bit skeptical about eating food from new places. But both of them turned out great, with no bad reactions! I have learned to ask lots of questions and let people know what my ‘allergies’ are. So glad to find some more ‘safe’ places to eat.
5. Rrrroll up the Rrrrim to Win Every February Canadians look forward to Tim Horton’s Rrrrroll up the Rrrrrim to Win contest. The contest is a fun pause in midst of winter weather and reminds us that spring is (hopefully) just around the corner. It’s so much fun to roll up the rim of your cup and find ‘WIN COFFEE’ or ‘WIN DONUT.’ Of course there are grander prizes to be won but so far no one I know has won a big prize. Some years we win a lot of ‘PLEASE PLAY AGAIN.’ This year marks the 50th anniversary of the contest and each cup has two parts of the rim to roll up!