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Topic: Blessed (11/29/04)

TITLE: Recovering Lost Treasures
By Mitzi Busby
11/30/04

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“Aaachoo,” I sneezed. There go those sinuses again. “God bless you,” said Sylvia in the next office at work. Did she really mean it? Was she really evoking His blessings upon my life or was she just being polite? I know that words are very powerful and the tongue has the power to do good or evil.

I went back to work taking product orders and entering them into the system so they could be produced and shipped. I did not give much thought to Sylvia’s small act of kindness.

Later that day, a lady that I work for entered my office talking about a plastic trunk that was found in Alabama while her brother was moving into a house. This trunk had been stored in a warehouse in our city for eight years before being mixed in with the belongings of my coworker’s brother, Brian. The items ended up one state away. All property that had been shipped by mistake was donated to Goodwill. It seemed impossible to find the original owners. Everything was donated except for this one rubber trunk. I didn’t remember owning such a trunk, but I opened it to take a peak, having stored my belongings at the same warehouse years ago.

I had discovered a hidden treasure that I didn’t even remember losing. They were the baby clothes that were worn by my ten-year-old daughter, Katie, when she was an infant. Inside the trunk I found a Noah’s Ark quilt that my mother sewed by hand for my daughter. It had a blood stain on it from where she cut her first tooth. I cried when I lifted Katie’s Christening gown from the box. The dress and bonnet were slightly yellow, but there were so many memories of that day, March 24, 1995. . . . I held the three-month-old in my arms and shared a song describing the miracle that I held. “Tiny hands, tiny feet, delicate, yet so complete, little wonder from above, you’re God’s perfect gift of love.”

It was a blessing to receive those precious treasures back. It was nothing short of a small miracle. I am blessed to have the memories of the dedication of my daughter and the cutting of her first tooth. I am blessed to have a Father whom cares so deeply about the small things in my life.

Just as the plastic trunk was sealed from moths or moisture or damage, we are protected by the Holy Spirit. We are sealed unto that day when our salvation is complete. (2 Cor.1:22) (Eph.1:14)


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Teresa Lee Rainey12/06/04
Mitzi, this is a really precious story! :^)
Lois Jennison Tribble12/06/04
Nothing is more encouraging to me than hearing how God provides miracles in the little things of life. If our awesome Father cares about these little details that are precious to us, how could He possibly neglect us in the big things? Thank you for this great reminder of His faithfulness, Mitzi.
Lucian Thompson12/06/04
Mitzi, this is a precious story. At this time of the year it is so delightful to read such heart warming stories. Precious memories…glory to God.
Debbie OConnor12/07/04
A great story. I really enjoyed it.
Deborah Anderson12/07/04
What an amazing thing to have happen. Only God could bring that trunk back. God bless you, Mitzi.
Jodi Hodge12/08/04
God is so good. A similiar experience happened to my mom. We both agreed it was definitely a "God-thing".
A B12/09/04
I enjoyed reading this amazing story. God was smiling with you that day!