Two Lost Rings, One Great Story
Congratulations to this week’s winner of the 2011 One-minute Devotions Page-a-Day Calendar giveaway: Guideposts online user skcollier!
“These types of stories give me goosebumps,” skcollier’s comment read, “but I wish there were more of them.”
Well, consider your wish granted. Here’s another Mysterious Ways story from today’s headlines, found in the Great Falls Tribune:
Six years ago, Nick Welker, a senior at Shelby High School in Montana, was at school preparing a senior prank. He was walking through the parking lot when something shiny caught his eye. He bent down to pick it up. A diamond ring! An impressive-looking one at that.
Nick may have been a prankster, but he was an honest kid. He found out that a teacher had lost her wedding ring—a ring valued at $15,000. He returned it to the teacher in school the next day. She offered him a $5,000 reward. Nick turned it down.
His parents were proud. His grandmother, Norma, was too. But she wished Nick had found a different wedding ring. Her own.
Two years earlier, she’d been arranging flowers cut from her backyard garden, and a phone call distracted her in the middle of tidying up. She didn’t realize until after the garbage had been picked up that she was missing her ring. It wasn’t worth $15,000, but it was worth everything to her. Her husband had passed away years before.
She had searched everywhere, but it must have gone out with the trash. Nick helped someone else get their ring back, but Norma knew she’d never see her own ring again.
This spring, the backyard garden had finally become too difficult to maintain. Norma asked Nick to till it so she could plant grass in its place. Any sign of the garden would be gone.
Nick came over and began to rake the dirt. He bent down to pick up a soda can tab.
But it wasn’t a soda can tab.
On his grandmother’s 80th birthday, Nick gave his grandmother a very special present... her lost ring, shined up as good as new.
Does Nick Welker just have a metal detector in his head? Or did someone lead him right where he needed to be?
Why are things lost for a while, and found years later? I get one possible answer from Teresa Dezendorf’s story, Mom’s Ring. Sometimes, something is lost until its really needed again.
Norma and Nick’s story also reminds me of other Mysterious Ways stories about people who got a little help finding the beloved things they’d lost. Like the man looking for his family’s special bible. Or Lorraine Arents losing her father’s dog tags in a mugging.
Do you have a favorite lost and found story? Or one of your own?
Leave a comment below to enter this week’s giveaway. Once again, we’ll be giving away the 2010 His Mysterious Ways collection, with more than 100 true stories showing God’s love and God’s hand in our lives.
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Adam Hunter is a senior editor for Guideposts magazine. He’s edited the Mysterious Ways section since October 2006, and is continually amazed by the astounding stories shared by readers. Follow him on Twitter: @MMysteriousWays


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Many years ago at a family picnic, I lost a ring while playing volleyball. Everyone was searching the grass, hoping to spot it. My Godmother walked over and asked what we lost. She then said a prayer to St. Anthony and began searching with us. Shortly after her prayer, she found my ring!
Yes, I have a lost & found story--My son once gave me a set of crystal earrings for my birthday--they were way out of his price range, which I felt bad about, but knew he wanted to do something special for me.
One night after my shower, I realized I hadn't taken out these very earrings, as I usually do before showering--& to my dismay, one was gone! I went back to the bathroom & checked every inch, but there was no sign of it. I had showered in our pool bathroom, which has no tub or 'edge' to keep the shower water contained, so I had taken the squeegee & carefully scraped all the water into the drain. My heart sank as I thought of it--now gone forever below the ground! I checked out the small bathroom floor a couple of more times for any trace--nothing.
I went back to my bedroom & got all teary eyed--my son & I didn't see each other often, so the earrings meant that much more to me. I prayed specifically for a miracle that somehow, somewhere it would show up, & I would find it again. Then I had a peace that I was going to find it. Just then I got the idea to go look in the bathroom again--how absurd! I'd checked so thoroughly.
I walked back to the pool bathroom, & pushed the door open & took one step in: there in the middle of this tiny bathroom was my earring--sparkling & glimmering in the sunshine coming through the window. Now that was mysterious!
I just discovered your site a couple of weeks ago, & now check it almost daily--just can't get enough of those wonderful stories--& the best part about it: they're true, & some of them read better than a movie!
I just LOVED this story...I, too, lost my wedding ring and engagement ring. However, I was at work in a bank, and we never found them, even after going through the trash. We got permission to take the bank trash home (all paper!) and spread it out on our driveway, but no rings! We will never know why or how they were lost, but I had a rider on our homeowner's policy, so the diamond ring was replaced! Maybe that was the reason I had endured working in a private insurance office at the time I became engaged to the love of my life. Working there only lasted six weeks, it was a difficult experience, but God's plan was put in place, to insure my half carat diamond ring!The miracles are still happening, and on November 4th, my husband and I will be celebrating our THIRTY-EIGHTH wedding anniversary, and the family the Lord has given us, three beautiful daughters and one wonderful son...also reason to celebrate and praise Him!
Love the stories. I love His mysterious ways!
I just loved your story Adam. How wonderful to be a "finder of lost things!" When I lose something I say a little prayer, too.
I really enjoyed this story. I've been known to find things family members have lost too. I say a prayer, asking God to help me find the item, and 9 times out of 10 I do find it! I lost a ring of my own one day, prayed about it and 2 days later it showed up in my linen closet.
Marie
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