Friday evening, I gave my testimony…how God can nevertheless use someone who’s slow to give control. Africa is forever teaching me to give every little thing to God. This week has been a spiritual renewal. The same day that my computer died, I realized that I’d lost my flash drive…also, of course, with information that was not backed up or was on the dead computer. (There’s a do-as-i-say-not-as-i-do lesson here somewhere, but I’ll let you find it. 🙂 )
The triple whammy of hard drive, phone contacts and the flash drive…grrrr.
I’ve been praying for miracles, promising to give God glory and credit, as I have with my health. If I’m able to recover anything from the hard drive, that will be incredible. In the meantime, I’ve searched my room and office time and time again for that flash drive, as well as checked with each person I worked with in the days I lost it. I’ve been praying as I remember how prayer helped us find several needle-in-a-haystack things like a spoon, spring, and bed-roll in the Missouri woods. Today, my boss came to see me with a little red flash drive. His son had found it in his car…with no idea who it belonged to. In an attempt to identify the owner, he (virus scanned it first, it was clean, then) opened it to find a photo of me. Bingo. He picked me up on the way to work one morning and it must have fallen out. With all the locations it could have fallen out… the Lord is good. Thank God it wasn’t in a taxi.