On Sunday, when it was time to leave Beulah, Annie realized she couldn't find her retainer. We looked everywhere and time was ticking away. Then we started to talk about how costly it could be to replace it. I said, "Dad, can you pray we find the retainer?" He replied, "Pay or pray?" I think I scared him and we giggled!
Dad started to pray and about 30 seconds into the prayer, Mom laughed and held the retainer up high saying, "The Lord has delivered!" (I guess she wasn't praying with her eyes closed!) The look on everyone's faces was priceless. It was found between the couch cushions where Annie had slept and we had already checked there multiple times.
Thank You for helping us find the retainer, God. What a sweet reminder of YOU on that Sunday afternoon in the cottage!