I had attended a large Christian Church in Franklin Indiana for nearly twenty five years. It’s very strange that I would be sitting in the church pew when I noticed that the beautiful, emerald cut diamond in the center of my wedding ring was missing. I gasped as I stared at that ugly empty setting. I was absolutely stunned. Oh my Goodness, where could I have lost it? I had been everywhere since the last time I looked at that ring. That stone had been with me so long that I felt as though part of me was missing.
I had learned a very important lesson when I was much younger, so the next thing I did was to thank the Lord that it happened. As you can imagine, that was very difficult for me to do. I am convinced, that gesture played a very important part in the outcome of my story. ”In everything give thanks……………” Everything. Immediately following that, I asked Him to help me find it. I looked everywhere. I searched my bed, the carpet in every room, my car, every place I had been, high low and in between. No sign of my pretty diamond anywhere.
Maybe He was trying to tell me something. After all, it was a material possession. Could it be that I was placing too much importance on it? My dear husband, who had also been Cindy, Kevin and Brady’s step father and the only dad Brady had ever known, had passed away three years before. Because I didn’t want to ever take it off, I was still wearing my wedding ring. I’m forever trying to figure out what God is up to, so I wondered if this was His way of urging me to move on. My heart was sick.
I wore the ring with the empty setting for several days because, over the years, it had become a part of me. It was very difficult for me to take it off. I think I might have grieved a little bit. Maybe it was my final way of saying goodbye to my Gene. It was sad.
I laid it in the back corner of the counter in the bathroom. Not a very good place to leave a ring but that’s where I put it. That counter was cleaned off and I kept it that way. Sure, it got a little cluttered from time to time, when I got in a hurry, but I always took the time to put things away as soon as I could.
After a couple of weeks, I got around to calling my insurance company. I told them what had happened and after a couple of weeks I received a check in the mail for $2,500.00, The check stayed in the envelope on the kitchen counter for another two weeks. I’m not sure why I did nothing with it.
Here comes the good part! Approximately six weeks after I noticed the missing stone, I was in the bathroom when I noticed something which resembled a small rock lying within two inches of the mounting. As I looked closer, it’s color was dark and its shape sharp but irregular. I couldn’t believe my eyes? Was I looking at the underneath side of a diamond? How was this possible? I know I yelled! Unbelievable! Impossible!! As God is my witness, there it lay right beside the ring. I kid you not. It was just as though someone had found it for me and put it where I would be sure to see it.
I’ve heard lost ring and diamond stories but nothing quite like this one. Well, I don’t have to tell you I was beside myself. I was in total disbelief, sobbing uncontrollably. I had experienced many blessings in my life but nothing as miraculous as this one.
I couldn’t wait to share this with friends and family, a few who looked at me strangely and then there were those who said that maybe it was there along. No way! I knew better. That counter had been cleared off and cleaned off so many times it was impossible! It was an absolute miracle and I knew it! I was thrilled, to say the very least.
The first thing I did, after thanking the Lord with all my heart, was hand carry the check back to my insurance company and tell them my story. I’m sure they thought I was a crazy lady. As if this outlandish tale wasn’t enough, who in their right mind would return a $2,500.00 check. They would not have known that the ring was found. What in the world was wrong with this lady? No doubt many things, but it was the right thing to do.
Well that’s my Precious Stone Story. I took the ring and the stone to a local jeweler and the insurance was happy to pay to repair it for me. I’ve been wearing it on my right hand for the past eight years. I wonder if this story would have ended this way if I hadn’t thanked the Lord that my diamond was gone, I’ll always wonder. I sincerely believe that if we obey, as He says, “In everything give thanks,” He blesses us unbelievably. He must be pleased if He knows we trust Him to that extent.
It’s strange that I would be sitting in church when I noticed that the beautiful, emerald cut diamond in the center of my wedding ring was missing. I gasped as I stared at that ugly empty setting. I was absolutely stunned. Oh my Goodness, where could I have lost it? I had been everywhere since the last time I looked at that ring. That stone had been with me so long that I felt as though part of me was missing.
I had learned a very important lesson when I was much younger, so the next thing I did was to thank the Lord that it had happened. As you can imagine, that was was very difficult for me to do. I am convinced, this gesture played a very important part in the outcome of my story. ”In everything give thanks………………”. Everything. Immediately following that, I asked Him to help me find it.
I looked everywhere. I searched my bed, the carpet in every room, my car, every place I had been, high low and in between. No sign of my pretty diamond anywhere.
Maybe He was trying to tell me something. After all, it was a material possession. Could it be that I was placing too much importance on it? My dear husband, who had also been Cindy, Kevin and Brady’s step father and the only dad Brady had ever known, had passed away three years before. Because I didn’t want to ever take it off, I was still wearing my wedding ring. I’m forever trying to figure out what God is up to, so I wondered if this was His way of urging me to move on. My heart was sick.
I wore the ring with the empty setting for several days because, over the years, it had become a part of me. It was very hard for me to take it off. I really think I might have grieved a little bit. Maybe it was the final act in saying good bye to my Gene. It was sad.
I laid it in the corner of the counter in the bathroom. Not a very good place to leave a ring but that’s where I put it. That counter was cleaned off and I kept it that way. Sure, it got a little cluttered from time to time, when I got in a hurry, but I always took the time to put things away as soon as I could.
After a couple of weeks, I got around to calling my insurance company. I told them what had happened and after a couple of weeks I received a check in the mail for $2,500.00, The check stayed in the envelope on the kitchen counter for another two weeks. I’m not sure why I did nothing with it.
Here comes the good part! Approximately six weeks after I noticed the missing stone. I was sitting in the bathroom when I noticed something which resembled a small rock lying within two inches of the mounting. As I looked closer, it’s color was dark and its shape sharp but irregular. I couldn’t believe my eyes? Was I looking at the underneath side of a diamond? How was this possible? I know I yelled! Unbelievable! Impossible!! As God is my witness, there it lay right beside the ring. I kid you not. It was just as though someone had found it for me and put it where I would be sure to see it.
I’ve heard lost ring and diamond stories but nothing quite like this one. Well, I don’t have to tell you I was beside myself. I was in total disbelief, sobbing uncontrollably. I had experienced many blessings in my life but nothing as miraculous as this one.
I couldn’t wait to share with friends and family, a few who looked at me funny and then there were those who said that maybe it was there along. No way! I knew better. That counter had been cleared off and cleaned off so many times it was impossible. It was an absolute miracle and I knew it! I was thrilled, to say the very least.
The first thing I did, after thanking the Lord with all my heart, was hand carry the check back to my insurance company and tell them my story. I’m sure they thought I was a crazy lady. As if this outlandish tale wasn’t enough, who in their right mind would return a $2,500.00 check that they didn’t have to. Nobody would have known. What in the world was wrong with this lady? Lots of things probably but it was just the right thing to do.
Well that’s my Precious Stone Story. I took the ring and the stone to a local jeweler and the insurance was happy to pay to repair it for me. I’ve been wearing it on my right hand for the past eight years. I wonder if this story would have ended this way if I hadn’t thanked the Lord that my diamond was gone, I’ll always wonder. I sincerely believe that if we obey, as He says, “In everything give thanks”, He blesses us unbelievably. He must be pleased if He knows we trust Him to that extent.
A Very Precious Stone 2009
