The Water Bottle

 We spent two weeks in July working on the security team for the pageant.  We enjoy this so much that this is the third year we have done it.  We've made wonderful friends and had tender experiences.  This year was no different.  

There are two shifts when we need to work overnight.  One is from 10:30-2am.  During that shift we are tasked with cutting all the twine off of the chairs.  The twine is used for reserving them.  The other thing during that shift is to pick up all the trash and to collect the trash from all of the 30ish trash cans set around the pageant grounds.  I enjoy that shift as it is busy and quiet.  

The other shift is from 2-6am.  The tasks included in this shift are anything not completed during the previous shift and then cleaning the bathrooms under the stage.  That takes somewhere just over an hour.  The coons are out in force during this shift.  We tend to take a nap in our truck once everything is completed.  Before we leave we turn out the lights.

One night we came to do our 2-6 shift and I mentioned to the brother that the last 10 minutes were the longest due to waiting for the next people to come in and take over.  He said, "Not tonight."  I inquired why and he said his wife had lost her cell phone.  We talked to her about when she last used it.  She said she used it for the flashlight but that it was probably on silent.  Her husband said he didn't have a cell so he couldn't help.  She gave me her number so we could look for it to light up or vibrate or ring.  

After they left, we cleaned our bathrooms and then went out to look for that phone.  We had a prayer and started scouring the grounds with flashlights.  We went through the entire country fair grounds and everywhere there were trash cans.  Nothing.  We decided we would look again when it started getting light. As we drove through the main aisle I spotted a water bottle that should not have been missed.  It was right in front of a chair.  I walked over and picked it up and then walked to the nearest trash can which was immediately under the spot light tower.  The lights on the tower were still lit.  I reached to throw away the bottle when I looked three feet in front of me and there on the ground was the phone.  It was upside down so we never would have seen a light when it was ringing and on silent as well.  

What an absolute miracle!  That phone could have been anywhere and there it was under the light tower.  I called it to make sure it was hers.  Who else's could it have been?  Then I texted it to let her know where it was found.  We locked in the security shack and thanked our Heavenly Father for His help.  Without that bottle being where it was, I never would have looked where I did.  Nauvoo miracles are real!

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