The Tale Of The Ring Of Power

Some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend, legend became myth, and for two and a half weeks the Ring passed out of all knowledge. Until the time came, and the Ring of Power perceived. Its time had now come. The Ring has awoken. It's heard its master's call.

In case you are wondering, I did the most dastardly deed a husband can inflict on the modern wife. I went and lose my wedding ring for a good two weeks. Yes, yes, yes. I realized that this is almost as bad as losing a child. The other thing I learnt was that I have married the right girl, instead of launching herself to some vigorous head-gnawing action. She started flipping my table over to find that small metal trinket.

I told her to give it up, that I have tried looking for it already. So we did what normal couples do when another loses a child… I mean ring. We prayed. I happily took the responsibility of losing the ring, but left the hard work of finding the ring and getting it to my hand to the Lord. Yeah I am that sort of a bastard sometimes.

Back to the present, actually it was yesterday, I went to office as usual. My colleague thought he found a paperclip between the cube wall and the carpeted floor. The ring has found me. No sweat. I know they say “leave your burdens to Jesus” but I must be dangerously close to abusing that system. Praise God, forgive our debts.