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Yesterdays post was about a ring. Well here is another ring prayer that happened when I was in college. This time it was not my ring.

During a physic class the fire alarm went off. The class trooped outside where we milled around for about 10 minutes then a fireman said, “ All of you are too close to the building. Move across the street”. So we all meandered across the street, walking around talking until the all-clear bell rang 20 minutes after the first.

When we had returned to class Bill looked down at his hands and exclaimed “Oh no, the crest on my ring is gone”. Bill was devastated; this was a ring his grandfather had given him before he died. I could tell he was very shaken as he hurried back outside to look for the lost crest.  I prayed hard that he would find it but how could he. We had been all over the place out there, on both sides of the street, in the street.

My heart was heavy for Bill. Within ten minutes, Bill came back with his face beaming and the crest in his hand.