I use it all the time.
Yet I still managed to misplace it.
I searched high and low. Walked around my house a few times, looking in the bathroom (even though I was sure I hadn't left it there).
Then I decided that retracing my steps might be the way to go. My next step was to retrace my steps. However, that required me remember the last time I had it in my hand. The last time I remember using that phone.
I remembered having it in my room while I was getting ready. I remember putting on my sweater and getting ready to walk into the living room. On my way out the door I forgot I didn't have jewelry on, so I stopped to grab some earrings and my ring.
Sure enough, I walked to the dresser, opened the lid where jewelry is kept and it was there!
I really shouldn't be so excited to find my phone, but I was. I felt momentarily lost. Stuck. Stagnant.
Much like I've felt about my faith lately.
I know I had it. I know that I used it all the time. I know how life felt different with it. I also know how it feels without it.
So I look. I search. I try to remember when I had it last. I retrace my steps.
The catch? This shouldn't feel like an assignment. What I should do. I can't turn it into a to-do list item.
Get faith back. Check. Feel strong in faith. Check check.
That's not what it should be about. At least, that's not what I believe it should be about.
So I wait. And search. And hope. Hope that I haven't lost it completely. But that it's just hidden somewhere I haven't yet looked.
And I remember that not long ago, just over a month and a half, I was inspired to choose a word for 2013. That my word was reclaim. I didn't know why at the time. I still don't. But I've reminded myself of the word... there is a reason it was chosen and maybe this might lead me to it.
There are many things in life that can wait...
but The Sunset Won't.