That's what the cashier in the cafeteria at the Baltimore-Washington International Airport said when we told her what had just happened.

After a very pleasant trip from Nassau on US Air flight 1016, having spent six weeks ministering the Word in the Bahamas, we quickly picked up our luggage from the carousel. A porter took the bags across the busy bus and taxi lane and put them on the curb to await our son's arrival with the car to start the nearly three-hour ride home. Traffic was very heavy in the four lanes waiting to pick up arrivals, but amidst the confusion we were able to pack the trunk and with a sigh of relief, be on our way.

The ride westward through the Maryland countryside was beautiful and relaxing. It seemed to give us an appetite, too. We stopped at Old South Mountain Inn Restaurant near Boonesboro and leisurely enjoyed the dinner while we caught each other up on recent happenings.

Continuing our journey in the twilight we soon came upon a State Park. The scenery called for a stop in order to take pictures of the stream and waterfall. Upon opening the trunk to get the camera, I noticed my attache' case was nowhere to be found! The shock of such a loss rendered us speechless. We got back into the car and poured out our prayers to our God for His direction as to what we should do. We felt someone had possibly picked up the attache' case and carried it away. Hopefully, an honest person would have returned it to the lost and found department. During the return to the airport there was much silent prayer and reflection, with reminders that "All things work together for good to them that love God" (Rom. 8:28)—a verse so easily quoted to others!

At 9:20 p.m. we finally arrived at the airport—six hours to the minute after we had left. Traffic was still heavy, but we left the car and went to the curb. There, where it had inadvertently been left, was the attache' case standing all by itself! We immediately thanked the Lord for His preserving care and felt like the disciples who, upon seeing the resurrected Lord Jesus, "believed not for joy." We had witnessed a miracle!

The cashier had said, "Things like that do not happen here. It's a miracle!" Indeed, God had protected what was really His, even before we knew of our loss. Could He have used angels as guardians? I don't know. I do know, however, that angels are "ministering spirits, sent forth to minister for them who shall be heirs of salvation" (Heb. 2:14). But whatever means He used, it was without a doubt divine intervention on His part to protect a valuable possession of one of His unworthy heirs of salvation, right on the world's busy thoroughfare for six long hours! "It's a miracle!" Yes!

But there is a far greater miracle and that is the salvation of a lost sinner held in Satan's grasp. To save and deliver such took divine planning before the world began. It took the coming into the world of the Son of God to die for the sin of the world. This He did at Calvary, and God raised Him from the dead to be the Saviour of all who will repent and believe the Gospel. The lost is then found, given the gift of eternal life, clothed with the robe of righteousness to fit him for the presence of a holy God. Like the story of the prodigal, he that was lost was now found, and in communion with his father, "they began to be merry." Friend, have you experienced this miracle of God's matchless grace?