I lost my watch after countless reminders of where it could’ve been. Where was I? What did I wear? Where could I have placed it? I couldn’t remember much of what happened the day I lost my watch, other than it was the day I got a piece of steel stuck in one of my tires, and it was really cold that night CAA came to the rescue (Which could be another blogpost altogether).
When you’ve looked EVERYWHERE!
I thought I already looked everywhere. God, where could I have left it? I looked everywhere! I can’t tell my mom I lost my watch, she’s just gonna give me a sermon on how irresponsible I am -_-. God, where is my watch? Are you trying to tell me something?
This watch-loss happened during one of the busiest weeks of the semester. Group meetings, meetings with professors, student club liaison, assignments, lectures, and online forums. I was drowning in work, work, and just more work!
When you finally find it…
Good news guys… I found it! More like God led me to find it. I was at a state of peace when God redirected me to where I had left it.
It was in the cardigan I had worn that Tuesday. I was getting ready for church, and BAM! The Holy Spirit just said, “Go to your closet and check THIS cardigan.” I walked to my closet and as I reached for the pocket, I felt something round with straps. BAM! It was my watch. #WontHedoit
So when you lose your watch…
Don’t leave your love for Jesus in a pocket (like where I left my watch). I honestly could NOT remember what I wore or where I could’ve placed it. I looked everywhere: The jacket I wore, the couch I sat on, in every pocket and compartment in my backpack, purses, no where in sight!
The price of the watch was “on sale”, and it was a gift from my parents for my birthday. Engraved with “LIFEISABEAUT” on the back, this watch was important and valuable to me.
It was that morning I had an internal monologue… This watch, a gift from my parents for my birthday, is incomparable to God’s gift on the cross – Jesus. The inscription on the back of the watch was nothing like the scars on Jesus’ hands and feet, written in the core of my heart, can never be lost.
He has placed His Spirit within me, He dwells within me. Even if I “lose” it, there are plenty of reminders in my life that lead me back to Him – the heart of worship.
“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.” – Matthew 7:7, 8
I pray this post encourages you to go back to your first love. He’s waiting for you to find Him back where you left Him.
Be inspired. Be a testimony of love.
— LifeisBeaut ❤