When my wife’s key ring broke, the keys bounced off the sidewalk, scattering everywhere; some landed on the sidewalk and some in the grass. She picked up all of them but one; she couldn’t find it. Since I like to look for things that are lost or misplaced, I volunteered to look for it.
I searched in the grass where the key ring broke. Not finding it, I decided to search later.
When I went out of the house to try again, an idea popped into my head: Maybe I should pray and ask God to help me find it.
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