A few weeks ago, I realized I'd lost my Mother's Ring. I don't wear it every day, so I didn't even know how long it had been missing. It is rather tight, so I felt like the odds of it falling off were slim to none, so I was fairly sure it was in the house somewhere. We tore the house apart and said lots of prayers, but we didn't find it. The next morning I went into my closet to get dressed, looked down, and there it was on the carpet next to my slippers. It WAS NOT there the night before. So, either it had fallen into my garment drawer and fell out of the pair I pulled out that morning (though I had looked through that drawer and not found it there), or an angel came in during the night and placed it there where I would see it. Either way, I was glad to have it back and so thankful.
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I had almost the identical experience about six months ago with my wedding ring! Like you, we looked everywhere we could think of. Nada. I was about to give up hope, when magically, it appeared in plain sight in our walk-in closet. Angels indeed.
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