Do I Need to File a Missing Persons Report?
Dr. James L. Snyder
Every week comes and goes, and some go faster than others. Such was last week.
I had my semiannual doctor's visit. After all, he has kids that need to go to college. After his complete examination of me, he said, "You're doing great."
I asked him to repeat that several times, because The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage was there, and I wanted her to hear it from someone other than me.
My wife put together the plan for the day so that we could accomplish many things in one day. So the doctor's visit was first.
Then we had to go to the police station.
My bank informed me that somebody had counterfeited one of my checks and even my signature for $1800.
So after the doctor's visit, we went to the police department to file a complaint.
The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage said, "You can go in, and I'll stay here in the car."
After I presented my case, the police officer said, "What is your address?"
I told him, and he said, "I'm afraid that's in the county, and we cannot process that complaint because we are here in the city." Therefore I had to take my complaint to the Sheriff's office.
I left the police department, and looked for my wife's car. It was nowhere to be found.
At the time, I didn't know what to do because, as "luck would have it," I did not bring my cell phone. Isn't it interesting, I never need my cell phone unless I don’t have it with me?
I was tempted to return to the police department and file a missing person report.
Then one of those crazy thoughts bounced into my head. I know exactly where she would go. She isn't known as the Thrift Store Queen for naught.
As I was standing there thinking of what to do next, a woman passed by, and I stopped her and said, "Ma'am do you know if there's a thrift store nearby?"
She laughed and said, "Yes, but it's usually just for women."
Smiling as I looked at her, I said, "Where would that thrift store be?"
"What are you looking for," she asked, "maybe there's one I could direct you to."
I was nervous, but without thinking I said, "I'm looking for a wife."
"Well," she said laughing, "a thrift store is the best place to find a wife that I know of."
Then she pointed up the row and said there was a thrift store at the end of that line. She added, "You'll find a lot of wives in that store so that you can make your own choice." Then, walking away, she laughed hysterically.
I could see something that looked like a thrift store way down at the end. So I started walking and when I arrived at that thrift store, guess who was inside?
On our way home, I couldn’t help but think of the Bible verse in Isaiah 41:10. “Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.”
No matter what my fears might be, I know that God is going to guide me through that situation for his honor and glory.
Dr. James L. Snyder lives in Ocala, FL with the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. Telephone 1-352-216-3025, e-mail firstname.lastname@example.org, website www.jamessnyderministries.com.