“These glasses cost $300! My mom is going to kill me. They fell right out of my pocket.”
The game stopped. The party stopped. And we looked everywhere.
Doug and I helped the boys comb the nearby yards inch by inch. We looked in the street. In the bushes. Even in Dillon’s pocket. But the glasses were no where to be found.
I could feel God nudging me. [Note to readers: I did not hear God speak out loud. There have been only a handful of times in my life when I think he is speaking to my heart. This was one of them. I am not crazy.]
God: Susan, gather these boys together and pray out loud. Let them experience the power of prayer. Give faith a chance.
Susan: [Intentionally ignores God.]
God: Susan, I’m talking to you.
Susan: I hear you. But what if we don’t find them. Besides, I don’t even know some of these boys. I’m going to embarrass Nick and his friends are going to think his mom is a whack job.
[God is silent, and Susan’s heart continues to burn.]
Susan: Ok God, you win. But don’t blame me if we don’t find these glasses.
Before I could change my mind I blurted out, “Ok boys, gather around. We’re going to find these glasses. For those of you who are comfortable, I want you to agree with me in prayer. Watch and see what God can do.”
[Susan: Ok God, there’s no turning back now. And why did you let me add that last line in? I sound like a religious fanatic!]
A couple of boys bowed their heads. A few snickered. One of them said under his breath, “I can’t believe we are doing this.”
I continued rather loudly. After all, since I had pulled the trigger, I might as well go for the gusto. “God, we don’t know where these glasses are. We’ve looked and we can’t find them. You know where they are God. Open our eyes. Show us. In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen.”
Less than 30 seconds passed when Nick’s cousin Peter shouted out, “I found them. The glasses are right here!”
I watched Dillon smile. Another boy exclaimed, “It’s a miracle!”
I bet God smiled even bigger.