A few weeks back I discovered that I was missing my favorite windbreaker of all time. I looked everywhere – in my closet; in our vehicles; throughout the house and concluded that I must have left it at a coffee shop or someplace else. Alas, gone forever. However on Tuesday night I had a dream that I found it in my closet just hanging there. On Wednesday I went into my closet to get another jacket and there it was just hanging there like in the dream. Lucy informed me in the evening that she had found it and put it back in the closet. So why the dream? I’ve been pondering its significance since it happened. Is the God of the universe that interested in my trivial matters? Doesn’t He have better things to do? I could’ve lived a very peaceful rest of my life without that jacket, but I think he was trying to send me a message. As best I can tell, the message is that he cares for us even in the trivial matters of our lives, and that He loves us that much, even though I am personally and often a complete mess. I’m certainly grateful to have the jacket back, but I’m completely overwhelmed by His grace to reveal its return to me ahead of time in a dream.