Here goes:
It was about this time 5 years ago. My mom had pasted away on Valentine's Day and it was a day before Halloween. Halloween was and is a special time of year for me. You see, I was adopted on Halloween and this event was always remembered and "celebrated" by my mom (and dad when he was alive and able to). This would be the first Halloween without a card or a cake or a call. I was feeling extremely alone and grief stricken.
I mentioned earlier that when my dad was alive he too celebrated in some form the day I was brought home. My dad had become sick and had cancer when I was a young teen. When I was 13, like any good Lutheran, I was confirmed of Palm Sunday. As a gift my dad had given me a gold cross with a small diamond in it. I wore it often and cherished it as my last gift from him before his death 4 months later. My life continued, got married, had kids and lost the cross in the mid 90's. I had ideas of where it may have been lost, or stuck but when we removed a wall fixture in our dining room I had given up hope. So after my mom died I started to look to replace this precious token of my father's love for me.
So it's right before Halloween 2011 and I'm just plain hurting and feeling a bit pitiful. I went into the bathroom and something caught my attention in the cabinet drawer, there was a glisten, and bit of shiny causing me to investigate.
THERE IT WAS!!!!! The cross that I had lost some 15 years earlier, in a drawer I had cleaned out more than a few times. In this drawer was a message for above that I was loved, that I was remembered, that my parents cherished me more than I did that piece of jewelry and that Our Heavenly Father Loved me and celebrated my life.
So if you're missing some special lost item, if you're feeling alone, if you have lost hope.... know that God knows this and knows how and when you will need to hear from heaven the message of being found, being loved and having hope. Look up, He knows your every need.
