Funny Story

One night I went to my friends dorm to get a recording device for one of my classes and on the way back I fell in the snow. It had been snowing all day and so it was very icy and slippery. I got up and didn't think to much about it. That night I had a lot of homework and didn't get to go to bed until 1:30. So, I started looking around for my phone because I usually have an alarm on it that wakes me up. I couldn't find it anywhere. I checked my coat pocket, I checked my back pack. It was gone. I started to freak out. I had another alarm I could use, so I didn't think that was too much of a problem, but I started to wonder if I would see my phone again. I began to speculate if I would have to rely on my computer to stay in contact with the rest of the world, or if I would have a bunch of messages pile up on my phone that I would never be able to get to, how I would get another phone, etc. I asked my room mate if she would please call it, and we didn't hear it anywhere. Well, it was past curfew, so I thought I would get into bed and resume the search in the morning. I said my prayers and as I said them, I remembered the place where I had fallen. I am ashamed I didn't want to think too much more about it because I was tired and already in bed, thinking that I would be able to check that spot in the morning. The thought persisted and would not go away. It was like my Heavenly Father was telling me, "Though it is past curfew, if you want to see your phone again, you had better get your sorry self out of bed now because I just told you where it is and you should do something about it!" So I did. I asked my room mate if she thought she would be up for much longer and if she would like to walk a little ways from our dorm with me to find my phone. She agreed and we walked out side. No kidding, there was like four inches of snow. I mean it was freshly fallen powder in the space of a couple hours. I was cold and oh so worried. But we ran down the path kinda giggling to ourselves about how ridiculous our situation was at the moment and how randomly we were dressed to be out in the snow because we had both sorta rolled out of bed. She called my phone while I ran ahead to find it. I heard it before I reached the spot. What joy filled me! And what laughter! We both could not pin point exactly where it was because it was so buried in snow. We dug around a little until we found it. It still worked! True, it had ice crystals frozen to the back of it and I dried it out that night because it was behaving a little funky, but it is in perfect condition now. We ran back to our apartment shrieking about the cold and still giggling.
I won't forget that experience. I am humbled to know that my Heavenly Father cared so much as to be persistent against my stubbornness. Sometimes we find that if we are doing the right things and looking to him, though not with perfect faith (or even that of a mustard seed) he still watches over us with patience and long suffering. Surely ours is a patient God who will not leave us Alone.
The next morning when I went out to class I noticed that the sidewalk had been cleared from the night before. If my phone had been there it could have been crushed or trampled. I'm grateful that my merciful God blesses me with such tender mercies!