I couldn’t see without my glasses, so when I reached into my purse to swap my prescription sunglasses out for my regular glasses and found the case empty, my mouth went dry.
My husband, Peter, and I had been all over doing errands. They could be anywhere! We searched the van first with no luck. “Maybe they dropped out of the case at that last store?” I said. My good sport of a husband spun the wheel into a U-turn.
We rushed inside the store to check the lost and found. No glasses. Maybe someone turned them in at the security desk, I thought. But we received the same answer there. Dear Lord, please make my glasses appear. I do believe in miracles and I’m asking for one now.
“Let’s search the store again,” I said. I approached the young lady at the front desk. “Are you sure no one turned in my eyeglasses?”
She shook her head. “I’m so sorry.”
Guess I won’t be getting a miracle today, I thought. I passed some shopping carts on my way out the door. There was something in the bottom of one. My eyeglasses!
They dangled out of the bottom of a cart without a scratch on them. “They’re here!” I yelled. “I can’t believe it!”
I slid my glasses on and blinked. I could see everything clearly now, especially the power of prayer.
