Panic Attack!!!!

Okay,

Here's the story:

I love music. I listen to it when I'm walking, when I'm working, it's always in the background. For Christmas, Chris and his family gave me a MP3 player, which I've nicknamed Zen. Zen's been my travelling partner and he keeps me company when I'm doing my research.

Well, today I thought I had lost him. I noticed he wasn't in my room last night, and I just that maybe I had misplaced him somewhere in my handbag. But I began a more systematic search for him - I couldn't find him! And then my mind reflected on my activities yesterday. I was cooking, and I was cutting up vegetables. And I thought *gasp* I've thrown him in the bin! I searched the bin in the kitchen, and then Maiko (my flatmate) told me that they had taken out the garbage this morning.

Now, I live in student accomodations in a residence with thousands of students. The thought of rummaging through hundreds of bags of rubbish was not appealling! And then I felt nauseated and so disappointed in myself. How could I throw a very expensive piece of equipment away! Literally! I called Chris and I was hysterical on the phone. I felt so terrible and so stupid!

I asked another of my flatmates and she said that there's a note on the fridge (which in my blind panic I didn't see) saying that another of my flatmates (I have 5) found a 'music thing - purple in a black case' on the floor outside our flat. The excitement that I felt - I couldn't express. I knew it was Zen! I don't know how I dropped it, because I believed that it was clipped onto my belt.
I just thanked God for allowing him to be found!

But the site office where Fiona my flatmate handed Zen into wouldn't be open until Monday. So I prayed asking me to prepare myself - if it wasn't him.

When I walked into the site office on Monday and saw him lying there on the desk by the warden. I just thanked God for giving him back to me.

God is good - all the time