I loved everyone's quirks yesterday! I was surprised to find that I could relate to so many of them. Marilyn, I don't use my remote to lock my car doors either! (In an effort to save the battery on my remote, I just press the lock button on my door as I'm getting out.) For some reason this totally frustrates friends and family alike.
~Holly
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My son's cell phone took a joy ride the other day.
He just happened to place his phone on the back trunk of our car. Yes, the very car pictured in yesterday's post. And yes, the back trunk. We don't know why he put his phone there...he's a boy, and he's 13. That's all I'll say about that.
The back trunk must have been a very convenient idea, place, or thought at the time. It's flat, close to my son's basketball net, and was apparently beckoning the companionship of his cell phone.
My hubby and I jumped in the car several hours later heading to a 40th birthday party.
We quickly pulled out of our development on our way to pick up another friend about 4 miles away. Driving at a decent clip, we were probably pushing the speed limit at 45 mph. We made several turns, pulled into our friend's development, picked her up, and headed straight for the big event.
As we arrived at the party, I noticed my hubby lagging behind talking on his phone. I was giving him the 'ole 'please get off your phone and come into this party with me now please' look.
That's when we discovered that our son's cell phone had the ride of its life.
It stayed on the back of our car the entire way to our friend's house, and finally fell off as we turned into her development.
Someone drove by a short while later, nearly running over it. They stopped to pick it up, scrolled the address book, and called 'Dad'.
Amazing, don't you think? It's a fun story we've told several times over the past few days. We are not only thankful to have the phone back, but we also can't help but notice the spiritual significance in this situation as well.
Like I posted on Tuesday, if I'm not learning, I'm not really living.
How did we get the phone back? Dad's phone number was programmed into it.
Is my Father's number programmed into my life each day? He promises that He is always with me. Do I look for Him? Do I call on Him? Do I praise Him? Do I depend on Him for my every breath? Do I notice Him?
Or do I hide behind my self-protecting walls, not allowing Him or anyone near, relying on me and my strength and myself.
Oh the verses I could share with you! But I will stick to this one for now. Jeremiah 33:3, "Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know."
Great words to ponder today, don't you agree?
~Holly
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My son's cell phone took a joy ride the other day.
He just happened to place his phone on the back trunk of our car. Yes, the very car pictured in yesterday's post. And yes, the back trunk. We don't know why he put his phone there...he's a boy, and he's 13. That's all I'll say about that.
The back trunk must have been a very convenient idea, place, or thought at the time. It's flat, close to my son's basketball net, and was apparently beckoning the companionship of his cell phone.
My hubby and I jumped in the car several hours later heading to a 40th birthday party.
We quickly pulled out of our development on our way to pick up another friend about 4 miles away. Driving at a decent clip, we were probably pushing the speed limit at 45 mph. We made several turns, pulled into our friend's development, picked her up, and headed straight for the big event.
As we arrived at the party, I noticed my hubby lagging behind talking on his phone. I was giving him the 'ole 'please get off your phone and come into this party with me now please' look.
That's when we discovered that our son's cell phone had the ride of its life.
It stayed on the back of our car the entire way to our friend's house, and finally fell off as we turned into her development.
Someone drove by a short while later, nearly running over it. They stopped to pick it up, scrolled the address book, and called 'Dad'.
Amazing, don't you think? It's a fun story we've told several times over the past few days. We are not only thankful to have the phone back, but we also can't help but notice the spiritual significance in this situation as well.
Like I posted on Tuesday, if I'm not learning, I'm not really living.
How did we get the phone back? Dad's phone number was programmed into it.
Is my Father's number programmed into my life each day? He promises that He is always with me. Do I look for Him? Do I call on Him? Do I praise Him? Do I depend on Him for my every breath? Do I notice Him?
Or do I hide behind my self-protecting walls, not allowing Him or anyone near, relying on me and my strength and myself.
Oh the verses I could share with you! But I will stick to this one for now. Jeremiah 33:3, "Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know."
Great words to ponder today, don't you agree?
Have a 'lost and found' story? Or a great verse we can all ponder for today? We'd love to hear it!
~Holly (Lysa's Assistant)
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