Recently, my husband and I returned home from vacation only to discover that our camera was missing. And I have to admit, I cried. Not so much over the lost camera as over the lost pictures. I know it sounds silly but I was so sad I prayed that God would either help us find the camera or give me a peace about this loss. Later that day, I wrote down what I felt I needed to remember:
First, keep it in perspective. And, secondly, don’t let this loss take the joy out of the memories of our trip.
Ultimately, the camera and the photos are just stuff. Many people are dealing with situations today that are far beyond this. So, I’m thankful for the memories, hopeful for the return of the camera, but OK if we never get it back.