Boy with a coin.

I lost the battery cover to my mp3 player about three or four days ago and just yesterday I was walking back home from my class, and happened to look down and see it in the grass. At first I didn't really think much about it, but I've been having some interesting things happen to me lately. I also founds my missing hoodie just today, which had been missing for a week... it was in my backpack.

I'm in one of those sort of lower points. It's not that everything isn't going right for me, because I have many blessings to count, but there are some things that are not going as I would want them to go. Dissapointments that I have felt before, but for some reason have the hardest time learning from or discovering how to remedy. Relationship issues, restlessness for the state of the world, that sort of thing-- but then again that's just me being me I suppose... but just recently, I was thinking about the mp3 battery cover that I found that had been missing for days, and the hoodie, and realized that both of these things were in plain sight, but I never saw them because I was so concerned with other things... but the ironic thing was that I was looking for both of them. I came to the conclusion that God was trying to tell me something. Maybe the things that we believe to be lost aren't lost at all, perhaps they have just yet to be revealed.