My meager poem about losing (and finding) my wallet and how it helped my perspective of my trip — before it even began. Leaving for Japan. Will be gone for a few days. Stay tuned.

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Dear Lord,

You know how prepared I was for my trip,

Every little thing perfect

And yet, despite my careful plan

I lost an important possession

My wallet, my identification

Just as my eyes began to tear

You answered my prayer

And gently reminded me

that it is not I who is in control but Thee

Thank you for showing me your love by caring for small things hidden

Certainly you can handle watching over my children

Thank you for demonstrating your love

Deep down, I knew that you did — but I appreciated the hug.