Last week, we were in Louisiana and my mother-in-law brought out my recently finished book that I am writing about the crazy stories the Lord has given us and the miracles He has done in our lives. I had emailed the final version to her. When I looked at it, I realized that she had an earlier draft. I looked on Brock's email for the latest version and to my horror, he had the same earlier draft! I sent them my book as soon as I finished it back in December and had not looked at my it since. I had been using an old computer to write the book on and the battery was bad. I quickly surmised that after I had typed out the final changes and the last chapter, it must have gone dead. Then, when I restarted my computer, it reverted back to the old writing. At that moment, so many things ran through my head. The fact that I could not remember all of the changes I had made. Also, the last chapter was about my struggle with anemia. At the time I wrote it, I was having another bout of anemia. I couldn't feel that same way again! My iron was up at this time! The only good part about having a relapse was that I was able to remember how it felt. Now, all of that was gone. So much work down the tubes. I had put my heart and soul into that last draft. I was devastated and allowed myself to cry for a few minutes. Then, I had a talk with the Lord. I knew that He was sovereign and had His reasons for everything. I knew that He would somehow help me recall what I had written. Maybe it would be even better. Brock had already begun texting people to pray that I would find it. I didn't have much hope in finding it. However, if I was receiving this kind of opposition, that was a good sign right? It was difficult to see the good at all in this, but I trusted that the Lord would make something good of it like He always does. When we got home, I ran for my computer and looked. Just as I had thought, it was the old writings and the newest version was nowhere to be found. I searched everywhere I knew to search but it was gone. I was missing lots of pages. I put the computer up for several days and put off writing again until this week. Monday morning, I bravely opened up the computer ready to take a stab at it again. There on the front page was my book but something looked a little different. Next to the title of the document, it said "(recovered)". That had not been there before. I scrolled down and there it was! After being missing for weeks, the final version of my book just showed up on my computer! That is a miracle! I'm still thanking the Lord. He could have ended this story in so many ways, but I'm glad He chose this ending.