Even a little earring...

So...I almost lost my brand new camera. I was convinced that it fell off the jogging stroller when I was running the other day. I had to make so many stops with Micah on his bike, that I just knew I didn't notice when it fell off. But then...a glimmer of hope...I remembered taking pictures of Andy and Micah at dinner. So I called the restaurant where we ate and they said they had not found it. I begged Andy to call them back and ask again. The girl on the phone took our phone number and said she would let us know if she found it. After that, I called a variety of stores I visited to no avail. I then did what all self-respecting girls would do...I called my daddy and asked to borrow the money indefinitely:). This would not be so big of a deal if this was not camera #4. The first two were Kodaks (which we will never buy again) and one was dropped by my niece (and never worked again), the other just stopped working. The last one was involved in a freak accident with a golf cart and a pond. I would not have left it on there if I had known it would end up swimming. And I would have gone after it had I not been 6 months pregnant and the water was freezing.
So that leads me back to yesterday. Micah and I prayed that God would find our camera. Silly, I know...would/should/could he even care about my camera??? Micah was willing to sell his toys and break into his "tiger fund" to give me money to buy a new camera. He said "mommy, I don't need to go to college"...ha. So after the longest hour of my life, the restaurant called and said they found my camera. The girl on the phone said she was surprised because they had a party and I was lucky it wasn't taken. I told her I was praying really hard!
So, I don't know that God found my camera even though I do know that he cares about the little things in life. There is a song by Sara Bareilles that says "this is the stuff you use" about our every day life.
All of this reminded me of many years ago...we were raking leaves in my grandmother's yard. I am not sure if my ears were recently pierced or if they were special earrings...but I remember sitting down with my Aunt Fissy by the pile of leaves and praying that God would help us find my earring that had fallen out. It seemed impossible to find that earring in the piles of leaves...but when we opened our eyes after praying....there it was. It was our special gift and our special moment that we would talk about for years afterwards. Does God care about the little things? I think so. I think Sara Bareilles says it best....

This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use

So break me of impatience
Conquer my frustrations
I've got a new appreciation
It's not the end of the world.

Lannie