No nurse today meant a day with my boys all to myself!! Very fitting, being the last day of fall break. Left the house at 9am. We started it out by a long visit with the ENT. Then we met up with Granny Mac for lunch. We then ran to wal-mart because my "new" car has a tail light out! (I'm telling you what all I did for a reason. I'll explain in a bit.) I tried putting the light in myself in the wal-mart parking lot however I am not JoAnna McNeely and couldn't figure it out. I call Daniel to see where he was so he could change it. He was at Sweet Sallies. I headed that direction. Drove all the way down Jefferson, stopped in front of Hobby Lobby and a police officer pulls up behind me. I thought "Well if he pulls me over I do have the bulbs in the walmart bag. I should be fine. Made it to Sweet Sallies all to find it was more complicated that Daniel thought so we'll change that light tomorrow. I then go to Hobby Lobby! I get out and notice Max had taken his shoes off. He always does. As soon as he gets in the car the shoes are off. I start looking for his other shoe. I can't find it anywhere. Then Max starts pointing to the window, which was down. I asked him if he threw it out the window and he said "Yes Momma!" So in we went with just his socks on. I had things I needed to get done. I wasn't going to let the lost shoe stop me. I honestly didn't believe him either. So we get home (at 3pm) and I start looking for the lost shoe. It is nowhere to be found. Going from a van to a car, I had never worried about anything being thrown out the window. But obviously it is something I need to be aware of now. My mom text me and said I needed to back-track. I was exhausted. Had been gone all day, but those shoes are expensive and I thought what else do we have to do. So I got the kiddos back in the car and we started our adventure to find the little gray tennis shoe. We drove to wal-mart. No shoe. All the way down Jefferson, very slowly. Nope. Got to Sweet Sallies and I drove around twice thinking it had to be there. No way jose. Hobby Lobby was my last chance. On we go to our last hope. I get there and there is no tennis shoe. I start talking to God, "Where is this shoe? It's not a big deal but then again it is to me. I know You know where it is. Can you please show me?" I drive around real slow and still there was no shoe. So I just said forget it. It's gone. Lesson learned. I tell both the boys they are grounded from having the windows down. I'm a little upset. Not going to let it ruin my afternoon but frustrated. As I'm pulling out of Hobby Lobby and I am telling God I'm frustrated, I see a little gray tennis shoe across the street in the Sherwin Williams parking lot. I pull across and there it is. Looked a little beat up, poor shoe, nonetheless it was his shoe. God cares about the little things. He cared that I wanted to find that shoe. Even when I had given up, God was ever faithful to show me where it was. I drove off singing "My God's not dead! He's surely alive and He's living on the inside roaring like a lion!!!!" Remember God knows where your "little gray tennis shoe" is! He is the giver of hope!
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