If I were a writer - 

Saturday, girls day! Off to get mani's and pedi's with my girls.  I took off my "worry" ring.  Keven bought it for me on our little 40th anniversary trip to Arkansas. We found it in this unique shop in Eureka Springs.  I think he paid all of $20 for it.  But it was different and fun, and just what I needed.  Something to fidget with on my hand, that wasn't distracting - at MC.  I have received so many compliments on this funny little ring.  I loved it.  I rolled the beads in meetings, when stressed, to keep my mouth shut...for so many reasons. 

But I took it off Saturday morning, put it in a pocket in my purse while I had my mani.  And now, I can't find it anywhere.  It could be buried in my car, it could be at Barnes & Noble, Another Broken Egg, Charming Charlie's, Chico's, Target - all the places I went with the girls.  

Yesterday, I was devastated about the loss of that silly ring.  Keven doesn't buy me jewelry.  He only bought that because I liked it and it was different and we were together and it was our anniversary trip. I was so sad and still am. 

This morning, God reminded me that he has my worries.  And that He provided a new job for me, while nothing is perfect, it is so much better for me than where I was.  You see yesterday my friend from MC called me, the one that is taking my place as Semester 1 Coordinator....what a mess....God said:  "See Lynn, I took that all from you, you asked me to show which way to go and I did and you followed."  

I don't need the worry ring for the purpose of fidgeting with worry.  I am sad that I lost it, there was only sentimental value.  But. I am so thankful that God heard me and showed me which way to go.

Memory verse for August 1: 

Commit your work to the Lord and your plans will be established.  Proverbs 16:3

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