It Fell from my Pockey

Come with me and share in my joy. We experienced a neat blessing over the weekend.

I carry a number of things in my pocket: nail clippers, pens, keys, etc. Sometimes It seems my pockets are simply a walking purse. We were to travel south to see family, so I pulled my keys from my pocket only to spill the entire contents of my pocket on the wet blacktop. I chuckled at my clumsiness and south we went.

Abigail is teething, and with teething comes an incredible amount of drool and, yes, baby OraGel. A neighbor gave us a sample that we have been very grateful for. It has helped our sweet child through several nights. After applying some OraGel, Delores handed the tube to me and it promptly went into my pocket with everything else.

I returned home without Delores and Abigail on account of the heavy snow storm that hit the area. When I returned home that night, I had a conversation with Delores on the phone. Abigail was having another troublesome night. Delores looked for the OraGel. There it was, sitting alone on the driver's seat of the car. She picked it up and Abigail slept soundly.

She told me this and I checked my pockets. Everything else was there. Keys, nail clippers; all of it. I guess it was a really neat blessing that Of all the things to have fall from my pocket, it was the one thing that would be wanted most when I was so far away.