Some of you may remember on January 23rd I went steelhead fishing and caught a limit of very nice steelhead, and on the same trip I lost my wallet. That was the first time in my life I remember losing my wallet. I didn’t know where or how, but assumed it was while I was either putting on my waders or taking them off. I called all the credit card places and canceled the cards and ordered new ones, went to DMV and got a new drivers license, I got a new boat operators license, I got a new Medicare card, AAA card, health insurance card, and a couple of other things that I have forgotten about. In short, it was a major pain, and took hours, and then I had to buy a new wallet as well.
The last 3 days I have been gone to Cannon Beach on the annual “Pastor’s Prayer Summit”, when I got home today I was unpacking my duffel bag, and Patty sitting in a recliner watching me said, “look up on top of the bookshelf”. From across our bedroom I could look up and see the top of the bookshelf, and there laying in plain sight was my wallet. I exclaimed, ” where did you find it?” And she said, “Right there”, and I said sounding very confused, “who put it up there?”Patty smiled and said, “It must have been you”. “You have got to be kidding me!” “I don’t remember putting it up there!” “Oh great, I am cured of Parkinson’s one day, and lose my mind the next!”
“Oh Lord, have mercy on me, and take me to heaven soon before I forget who I am!”