Found!

Last Tuesday I left my jacket in one of my classes and didn't realize it was missing until later that evening when I was cold and wanted to put it on. I was bummed about losing the jacket, but after thinking carefully about what must have been in the pockets, I decided it wasn't the end of the world. That was before I realized my keys were missing.

As soon as I figured out my keys had also been in my jacket pocket when it went missing, I started hunting for it in earnest. I'd just lost my Student ID card the week before, and after checking the ID Center for it in vain I found it buried under a ton of stuff in my backpack. So I emptied out my backpack even though I was 99 percent sure my jacket wasn't inside. I scoured my room and desk at home. I prayed I would at least find my keys - I could live without one jacket, but I really needed those keys - but no luck. I went to the custodian of the building where I thought I lost it and visited Lost and Found twice, but nobody had it.

Every morning as I left for school, I prayed for the safety of our apartment and those still asleep inside it, because I couldn't lock the door behind me like I normally would. (As far as I know, there was never any problem.)

This morning I got to school early and decided I might as well drop by Lost and Found again while I had time. After I gave two employees a detailed description of my jacket, I prayed once again that they would find it. Although I wasn't overly hopeful, I wasn't panicked either- Heavenly Father must have been speaking peace to my soul. When one of the employees came back to the desk and asked if my jacket had a bee on the front of it and stuff in the pockets, I got really excited. "Yes and yes, I did have stuff in the pockets. You mean all of it's still there?!"

So. I recovered my keys, little copy of The Family Proclamation, and the Pound Puppy (Little Spot, for those of you acquainted with him) who lives in my pocket. Everything I lost, I found! What a great way to start a day.