Hi Phil,
Oh I can totally relate to what you are saying about flatware. lol.
I pray for stuff like this all the time. lol.
I'm missing 3 forks and I hate that, as I can't replace them.
I'm a real fussy person about missing flatware,
and we don't even have any children, but it seems
that sometimes in large gatherings or meals,
something gets lost, and I think it gets put into the trash.
That's why, even if the flatware isn't used at
the table, I still put it in the dish washer.,
because it has been handled by people
I bet I have more flatware than most people. lol.
I love flatware, so I use to buy a lot of it. lol..
I think I have enough flatware to feed about 80 people. lol.
I know how it is about dropping pills, too. We
don't have animals here, but one time, I almost accidently took the wrong pill.
Those are two great answers to prayers, and I'm
so happy the dog that swallowed the pill, is okay. ,smile>
Thanks much.
Many Blessings,
Pat Ferguson
"I can Do all Things Through Christ Who Strengthens Me" Philippians 4:13.
At 04:07 PM 2/25/2016, you wrote:
>Over the years, we have gone through many sets
>of flatware. Our children, regardless of how
>much we told them, would take a fork or spoon
>and knife for something and never returning it,
>our set would be incomplete. We have joked,
>even just recently, that now that it is just us,
>Phil and Sandy, we have been able to keep the
>silverware all together. Well, a few days ago,
>Sandy was unloading the dishwasher and when she
>put the silverware away in the drawer, you
>guessed, a large spoon, out of the 8 we should
>have, was missing. We both took turns looking
>everywhere. I finally started praying. I
>looked in the dishwasher twice. I even rolled
>the bottom rack out and felt to see if it had
>fallen out of the silverware holder and into the
>bottom but there was nothing there. A couple of
>three days passed. Sandy was talking about
>where that spoon could have gone. I began
>praying. “Lord,” I said, “If you don’t
>bring that spoon to us, I’m going to have to
>get on echurch and asked my friends to pray with
>me about this. I don’t care where the spoon
>went and I don’t care if it got tossed into
>the trash compactor and is now under 50 feet of
>garbage at the city dump. You know where that
>spoon is and this is important to my wife. Send
>an angel, if you have to, and have the spoon put
>where one of us can find it.” The next day, I
>came walking up the four steps out of my office
>into our kitchen and Sandy said, “I found that
>spoon!” “Where did you find it,” I
>quickly asked. Sandy said she didn’t know
>because she had just counted the spoons and now
>there were 8 instead of seven. I had personally
>counted those spoons, and all the other
>silverware so I knew there were exactly 7
>spoons. I counted them twice to make
>certain. Only 7 spoons in the drawer of
>silverware holder. Neither of us had found an
>extra spoon nor put any silverware into the
>drawer. So how do you think that spoon got there?
>
>Secondly, Sandy dropped a small pill the other
>day and it was something that could be harmful
>to animals. I crawled around on my hands and
>knees until I couldn’t move again and found
>nothing. Gretchen came over and looked and so
>did big Everett. It wasn’t there. Later, I
>felt around again where it hit the floor and was
>praying when I heard a voice say, “It isn’t
>in the kitchen. Pray for the dogs.” I
>started praying for our dogs. Within a couple
>of hours, one of our little dachshunds got very
>sleepy and in the morning, he was so slow and
>sleepy, he could not eat his breakfast. The drug
>he had swallowed wore off by noon so by the
>afternoon, he was eating again. God answered my prayers again.
>
>Phil.
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