After reading a post from a friend on Face Book about an amazing find of a lost phone, I remembered how Son #4 lost his and how God arranged for him to find it. Thought you might like to see how God works.
I would also love to hear how God has stepped in and helped you.
We had the Mini-Blizzard of 2011. Son #4 is on the Volunteer Fire Department and last Saturday the men in the department had to go out and shovel the snow away from the fire hydrants in the township. That alone seems weird, fire hydrants. We don’t have any out here, but there are several in the township, about 125.
I would also love to hear how God has stepped in and helped you.
We had the Mini-Blizzard of 2011. Son #4 is on the Volunteer Fire Department and last Saturday the men in the department had to go out and shovel the snow away from the fire hydrants in the township. That alone seems weird, fire hydrants. We don’t have any out here, but there are several in the township, about 125.
Part way through the day of shoveling he realized he lost his cell phone. That is not too unusual considering weekly someone is looking for a phone, billfold or whatever. Add to that all the mishaps our phones have endured, such as; falling into Lake Michigan, getting run over by a tractor, dropping 110 feet off a silo, lost in the poop, you get the picture.
Son #4 figured the phone was gone and wrote it off. But, Sunday afternoon Farmer called him on his wife’s phone and said, “Let’s go look”. He was reluctant, but Dad talked him into it.
They started at the fire station to check the truck that he had been riding in. Not there.
Son #4 decided to start in the neighborhood closest to the Fire Station and then work their way from there. This was not the first place they worked at on Saturday. In fact, this particular area was shoveled about half way through the day.
They had a plan. The lost phone and Farmer’s phone are one of those wonderful two-way phones. I hope you note the sarcasm. I had one for a while and got rid of it as soon as I could. The non-stop beeping is so intrusive.
Anyway, the plan was to approach the hydrants and “beep” the phone in hopes they would hear the lost phone’s “beep” and find it.
Farmer and Son approached the first hydrant and Farmer “beeped” his phone. Farmer silenced his phone so the only beeping would be the lost one. With the first “beep” Farmer thought he heard it. Son #4 didn’t think so. So Farmer “beeped” again. Sure enough, Son #4 heard it. Somewhere in that snow bank by the very first hydrant that Farmer and Son #4 checked was his phone.
Using a shovel, they found the phone under a foot of snow.
Son #4 brushed it off and called his wife to let her know it was found. The phone died before the second ring. That is how close it was to being dead.
I would consider the retrieval a total God thing. Consider that the first out of 125 hydrants was where the phone was found and the hydrant was picked at random.
Also, if they would have had to try to find the phone very many times, using the beeping method, the lost phone would have been dead and never found.
It’s a God thing.
No, he didn’t part any sea for us and we didn’t walk on water, but he allowed us to see his hand at work.
