Friday Show and Tell!

It's time once again for Friday Show and Tell over at http://kellishouse.blogspot.com!

Today my show and tell is mostly a story and a message of how God works in wonderous though sometimes mysterious ways.

When I was growing up I spent a lot of time with my great aunt and uncle. Their names were Clara and Roy Morgan. They didn't marry until late in life and never had children. Because I always lived within about 2 miles of their home, I visited them alot. I would ride my bike down and spend the week-end or call uncle Roy and we would come and get me even if it was midnight when I called! They were like my grandparents and I loved them dearly.

In 1982, I did a cross-stich of their monogram. A large "M" with some flowers around it. My husband made a serving tray and framed the cross stitch in glass for the bottom. I gave this to Roy and Clara for Christmas. Aunt Clara set it up on her counter and it stayed there until they had to go into a nursing facility when they were unable to care for themselves.

The house remained empty until Aunt Clara died in 1998. Uncle Roy followed her closedly in 1999. Then one of my Uncles purchased the house and all the contents that were not listed in the will were either thrown away or given away nilly-willy. When they were cleaning the house out I asked my Uncle for the tray and he said he had no idea where it was, probably thrown away.

Fast forward 8 years. Last week-end on our way to Lynchburg, we passed a yard sale at a church. I said "let's stop here and look around". DH said there probably isn't much here it's so late in the day" but he stopped anyway. He was right there wasn't much there. But then I heard him say. "Linda, you need to come over here". In his hands he held the tray that I had made for Aunt Clara and Uncle Roy. I stood there with my mouth open looking like an idiot! I couldn't believe what I was seeing! The lady who was running the sale came over and I asked how much for the tray she said $2.00. I just started bawling crying, and she thought it was over the price and said "You can have it for $1.00". I told her the story of the tray and she couldn't believe it either. She said just take the tray, it belongs to you. So as I left, we made a donation to the church.

25 years later, the tray is mine.

As strange as that story may seem, it didn't end there. Later that evening I called my sister to see if she had found anywhere to move, (her lease is up and they are selling the house) and to tell her about the tray. When she answer she said "I was just getting ready to call you, I have great news". I told her wait, I wanted to tell her my news first. So I told her about finding the tray. There was dead silence on the other end. She starts crying as says you will never believe where I am moving. Our Uncle had just called her to tell her that he was going to rent out Aunt Clara's house and would she want to move there.

Aunt Clara is still watching out for us along with our Heavenly Father.

I hope everyone has a blessed day and a wonderful week-end.

Linda