A Lost Wallet
November 07, 2016
Have you ever lost your wallet? Well, I did today. Wynn and I had been shopping in Victoria and were on our way home. We took the long way so that I could stop in Cordova Bay to visit a Quilting Shop there. When I was getting out of the car, I could not find my wallet. At first, total panic set in, as I began to think about everything that was in it. I told Wynn we need to get home quickly so I could cancel my cards and then I need to report it to the police. Wynn started asking me questions, like, when did you have it last? I remembered having it in Home Depot, the last place we were in in Victoria. Then, I remember setting it down when I tried on a headset to protect your ears from noise. I didn't remember picking it back up again. Okay, so we turn around and head back to Home Depot. How could I be so careless? I should have taken my purse in, instead of just my wallet. I started getting angry at myself. Suddenly, it hit me. This is not how I want to be reacting. Is it the end of the world? No! Am I okay, healthy, safe? Yes! I began to thank God in the situation for his goodness and a calmness began to come over me. I prayed that I would get my wallet back somehow, but knew that it would be alright if I didn't. When I went into the store, I asked at the 'till if a wallet had been turned in. I told her where I had placed it down and she phoned that department. No, they had not seen it. She checked at the office and no, it had not been turned in. She said, "Sorry, honey!" I could have left then. But I decided to check where I had set it down to see if maybe it had fallen underneath something. But no, it wasn't there. An employee was sitting near by at a desk and I asked her if she had seen a wallet. She said that she didn't work in that department. Another employee standing nearby heard me ask her about a wallet and he said that he found it and had turned it into the customer service department. I was elated. I walked over to the desk and told them about my wallet. The young man could not find it, but kept looking as I told him what the employee had said, that he took it to customer service. Finally, he found it. I went back to the employee and thanked him, again. It is so good to know that there are honest people in this world. But more importantly, I am so thankful that I have someone to turn to when things go wrong and I don't have to worry or let things get me down.