The other day when I got to work, I greeted the dogs as usual and played with them for about 5 minutes. Then, I went to the bathroom before getting started for the day. When I went to wash my hands, I noticed that something looked weird…a diamond was missing! That’s right, one of the “big” diamonds from my ring was gone. I said, “Shoot!” (ok, maybe I didn’t exactly say shoot…) then I started retracing my steps through the bathroom and bedroom.
Then, I remembered all of the stories from primary aged kids about praying to be able to find their toys…so that’s what I did. I said a little prayer. When I got into the living room I started looking on the rug where I had played with the dogs. I saw nothing, but then Coco got up from where she was laying on the rug and there it was!! It was definitely a miracle, because that dog thinks she is a goat and had I been a few minutes late my diamond would have found a new home in her little intestines. All I have to say is, tender mercies.
