My thumb drive came home on August 31 after having been missing for a few weeks.
Its cap has just been found, in an even more surprising place and way.
Some people travel halfway around the world looking for miracles in statues that weep, drumskins that continue to grow fur, and gold dust that appears mysteriously.
I've known for a long time, and just been reminded, that miracles are seldom so elusive, expensive or exclusive. Nor are they always lofty and abstract.
Cheesy Analogy Time
Imagine a father demonstrating his strength to his children by lifting a 2kg watering can and helping them water their potted plants. The children are impressed, and from now on they'll have this equation in their minds: Daddy = Strong! Actually, Daddy can bench-press 350 without blinking, but they won't understand that. It won't matter much to them, either.
But their flowers need watering, and Daddy has done it for them.
As for me, I don't know what the equivalent of the bench press is.
But finding that little blue piece of plastic after four months sure made my day, though it isn't even a strain on that Heavenly bicep (figuratively speaking). More importantly, it inspired me to ask daily for more demonstrations of Fatherly strength.