I misplaced my phone the other day. I did everything I knew to do find it with no luck. So, I ended up deactivating it, erasing it, and ordering a new one through the insurance plan. I had to wait a couple of days for it to come in the mail. During that time, I used my computer somewhat, and made calls on the land line. I even used the phone in the car the other day to touch base with my parents. Today the new phone arrived. I spent much of the day getting it activated and set up. I was so glad that I listened to my son’s who taught me how to sync the phone and computer and how to make sure that my photos, calendar, contacts, and important things were backed up. And I was pretty proud of myself for getting everything back on to the new phone. During those few days without my phone, I must admit that it was a bit quieter and I didn’t waste as much time just looking at random videos and such. But I missed being easily connected to friends and family and not being able to take and share photos. This evening as I was texting my family, my mom somewhat jokingly commented how nice it was to hear my phone make it’s little noises.

I Found God today getting reconnected.