The Black Bag

My Friday evening was spent going through every piece of paper work that I have compiled for the last 20 years. I could not find our original paperwork for our van. When we purchased it out dealer told us not to lose the agreement papers we signed, we would need it to get our money back if we didn't use our extended warranty plan.

We moved two years ago, I thought I had put all the important papers in a folder in my new home. I looked through all of those papers twice, thinking I might have missed it the first time. Everything from the kid’s birth certificates, our marriage certificate, shot records, titles to all of our vehicles. Everything except for the papers that I needed. I knew my husband would be upset if I didn't find this paper work. I'm not the most organized person in all the earth. I guess I am the least organized person in all the earth.

It seemed like I spent hours looking through all the boxes twice, my file cabinets twice, my important paperwork drawer twice. I sat down upstairs in our garage and was talking our loud to the Lord. I told Him I was going to be shot (figure of speak) if I didn't find this work. I told Him that I have looked everywhere I could think to look.

I didn't hear a voice in my ear, but as I sat there I saw a black bag that my husband use to carry all of his Church papers in. He led a Wednesday night group through the book of Jeremiah years ago. I thought "NO WAY" but I looked inside anyway. His notes for his class were there, and other papers, plus a folder. I thought if this is the paper work I am going to cry. You won't believe this, but it was the paperwork I had looking for; I was so happy I ran and called my husband at work right away. He told me he had full confidence in me that I would find the paperwork. I told him it was a miracle that I found it since it was in his bag. He laughed at me and said good job.

I am glad that awful adventure is over. I have two more file cabinets now. I am going to organize my paper work so I won't have to go through that again. The thing is I could have had all the paperwork nicely organized in file cabinet and that paperwork would have still been in my husbands black bag.