Lost but found phone

I lost my phone on Wednesday in Keke when I was coming back from getting fuel. Before leaving the house I had put it in my back pocket hopefully that it was safe there.

I went to the first filling station to get the fuel but there was no network to process my transaction with the POS machine.
I left to another filling station. This other filling station had customers to the brim but I couldn't go elsewhere because it was the exact place I've been told to buy.
I waited till it got to my turn, but I had completely forgotten about my phone in my back pocket.

By the time I would board another Keke to my destination, it was already past seven.
I alighted from the Keke grateful to the driver for the ride.

I was now strolling towards the street that leads to our house when I felt the need to use my phone torchlight.
I touched my back pocket and I couldn't find my phone. My heart skipped a bit as I remembered that the Keke I had alighted from was filled with guys.
But who would have stolen my phone from my back pocket without my notice? I asked within me.
Besides I didn't see anybody come around me to say that it was stolen during the time I was buying the fuel.
I quickly got home, dropped the fuel and sped upstairs asking my sisters and my brother in-law to call my phone. They called and called but it was switched off.
Fear was almost coming upon me because I use that phone to organize and write my thoughts on every story. Besides a close family lost his phone in Keke last month and has not recovered it till date, despite all he did.
Losing it now was a complete disaster, I couldn't imagine losing all my important files in it. My elder sister was so angry at me for being so careless but that kind of thing has never happened to me before.
I wasn't even thinking straight anymore, I had to go back to the road I walked to check if it fell while I was crossing the road.
I checked but couldn't find anything. My twin sister decided to accompany me to look for it. We started by first going to the filling station were I had bought the fuel but it wasn't there.
Before this whole long journey of searching for it, I already prayed a prayer to God In the quietness of my heart that for the sake of what I use that phone to do let that phone be discovered. As little as that prayer was, I still held unto it believing that God will help me.
My brother in-law and my sisters had said negative things that could have happened to the phone and this was because of the area we were living in, you hardly recover a phone when it goes missing.
So it was expected from them to conclude about finding the phone. I was just rejecting the negative comments as they kept speaking I was rejecting it. We tried calling the phone again and miraculously, it rang and someone picked.
I was excited and the person at the other end said he found it in his Keke that I should stand somewhere he dropped me that he was bringing it to me.
This was indeed a miracle because a lost phone was ever hardly found in this area. All the help you'd be promised to finding it were mere spoken words no actions.
My twin sister already made plans on giving me her second phone to use for the meantime before the miracle happened.
In all of this things the only reason I didn't want to give up looking for the phone was because of the stories and important files I had stored up on my phone.
To cut the long story short, God helped me and the phone was returned back to me by the good Samaritan Keke driver.

My sisters and even my brother in-law were surprised and said it's only on rare occasions that phones are returned back to the owners when lost.
But thanks be to God for making it a possibility in my case.
What I'm trying to say is this, God is very much interested even in the tiniest details of our lives. Imagine if I had given up and went back to relax saying phone isn't one of God's concerns in my life, maybe I wouldn't have gotten it back or if I had lose hope in finding it. Let God be in every details of your life no matter how little it is, He's our father and He wants our lives balanced with all the good things in life.
My sisters, my brothers God hears even the tiniest prayers in our heart. So pray, pray and pray!