Something happened today that reminded me that there is a God. Don't worry--I'm not going to start preachin' or anything. Just an interesting chain of events to remind me that most everything happens for a reason.

I lost my keys this morning. I found this out at 7:45 when I was already a little late leaving to take Emma to school. Normally she rides the bus but this morning I needed to see some people at the school plus she got to bed later than usual. No keys though. None to be found anywhere. We tore the house apart for a few minutes while I cursed (the girls lost interest in searching very quickly). Finally I realized that it was a futile search--my caffeine-deprived mind wasn't working well and the keys were not in any normal locations. So we left to walk to school.

Along the way we almost literally ran into Veronica (my sister) who was out for a short morning run. She decided instead of running to walk with us to school. The girls were thrilled. I got to complain about losing the keys and then chat about other things. By the time we got to school, we were all in a much better mood. I had resigned myself to being tied to the house all day. I was reminded of all the things I needed to accomplish around here.

Later, after finishing some much needed chores, I suddenly remembered seeing Esther playing with the keys, checked her pants (which I didn't realize had pockets), and found the missing keys. Apparently someone was watching me this morning and decided: 1)I needed to be reminded to put my keys where my kids can't get to them; 2)I could use a walk to school with my kids and, along the way see my sister for good measure; 3)Take it easy with errand running and stick around the house for a change. I've had a great day so far. There is a God (and he works in mysterious ways).