Last night I noticed that my phone was missing. My phone either lives on my keyboard or in my pocket. Well, last night it was neither place. The last time I'd used the phone was when I went to do a grocery pick-up and called to let them know I was there. So, I went out and looked around the van--checked the cup holder where I sometimes put it, the passenger seat, the floor on both the driver's side and the passenger's side, and anywhere else I could think of. No phone in the car.
I came back inside. If I had not left it in the car and it wasn't in one of it's 2 usual places, the only other possibility was that I'd brought it in and laid it down somewhere. I walked through the house, moving stuff, checking every flat surface. And, of course, I prayed. I have another phone and I tried using it to call the missing phone, but no luck. I was afraid somehow the battery had gone down on the missing phone. Finally, I got tired of circling the house looking for the lost phone and I went to bed. Again I prayed.
I had this crazy thing happen this morning. I was sound asleep. I awoke with a start. I had dreamt that someone called me and the phone was in my pants pocket. I had checked my pants pocket the night before and no phone. In my dream, I was trying to get to my phone but didn't find it in time. (You need to know that sometimes I wear my slacks two days in a row. I undress and lay my pants on the floor right next to the bed. In the AM I'll check the pants and decide if I've managed to wear them a whole day without spilling on them or sitting in something yucky. If so, I might wear them again. if not, i will empty the pockets, pull on a clean pair of pants, and move everything to the pockets in the clean slacks.)
I crawled out of bed and went to the restroom. Still groggy, I greeted the Lord, and once again brought up the subject of my phone. Now, I've been told that God is ALWAYS talking to us. So, I know I don't "hear" Him very well. As I was praying, I told the good Lord if he couldn't make me hear any other way, maybe he could give me a dream.............Hey! Wait a minute! I just had a dream about my phone being in my pants pocket next to the bed. Maybe He'd already sent the dream???? I got down on the floor and went through the pocket of the pants that were there, nothing. I did find a quarter and a nickel that had fallen on the floor. And in the process, my hand brushed against something hard. There just under the edge of the bed, where it could not be seen by someone IN the bed, there was my phone. How did it get there? It had to have fallen out of my pants pocket at some point.............
And the really crazy thing--a telemarketer really did call me at 7:34AM. And, of course, it is illegal for them to call at that early hour.......... And, to be honest, I've been trying to figure out all day whether I really checked my pants pocket for the phone this morning or if I just dreamt that I did that........Only God knows..........
I am glad the good Lord helped you find your phone. I panic when I can't find mine--as IF I am going to get a great message or something!! I guess I remember how expensive they are, and I really don't want to shell out the money for another one!! Anyhow, I'm glad you found it!!
Posted by: Deanna | February 16, 2022 at 08:26 AM