Where is my prayer hat?

I felt that God was impressing on me the importance of the covering of the head. I told you the story of that, Elyse. What a providential thing that your father bought me a prayer hat, while I was asking God about His impressing me about that? I found it yesterday and lost it today. What is that supposed to mean?

I am loving the interactive nature of my present relationship with God. He is very hands on with me and doesn't give me much time to write about our conversations. The sky is His peekaboo. He stands behind it and tickles me with the beauty. He stands behind my interactions with the children and shows me His own corrections of my simplicity. My prayer hat is part of a longer conversation about the fact that God is weaving our humanity into His showing both sides of the tapestry of His providence. The pretty side of the outworkings of humanity and the underside of the spiritual battles that allow us to enjoy Him! Halleluia, what a Savior!