Before noon, I received a message from Jason on Facebook. He was in a bit of a panic, asking if I could help find a lost ring. I asked him to give me a call so we could talk through the details. During the conversation, Jason explained that his fiancée’s engagement ring had somehow ended up outside the back door of their house, ricocheted off a post, and vanished into the unknown.
On my way over, I said a prayer, asking God to guide me in finding the ring. When I arrived, Jason was busy removing boards from the back porch floor in search of any clues. I pulled out my Minelab Manticore metal detector and got to work. The yard was a beautiful, lush garden, with patches of grass scattered among palms, aloe, and other greenery. In addition to the plants, there were also numerous potted plants, a well, and a gravel driveway—all potential hiding spots for the lost ring.
I began scanning the grassy areas along what seemed like the most likely flight path of the ring. I found a few targets, but nothing resembling a ring. With each fruitless sweep, I became more determined. I prayed continuously, asking for guidance, and hoping to find the ring. After about two hours of searching, I decided to move outside of the original flight path and check possible ricochet routes.
While scanning the grassy area on the north side of the house, I suddenly got a strong hit on the detector. I dropped to my knees and scanned the grass carefully. There, shining through the blades of green, was the ring.
Hiding the ring in my left hand, I walked back to Jason. I shook his hand and said, “I think I’ve done all I can.” He looked at me with understanding. Then, without a word, I placed the ring gently on the top of his hand. Jason’s face lit up with a huge smile, and he immediately called his fiancée, Morgan. Kneeling, he asked, “Will you marry me…again?” Morgan leapt into his arms, and the yard was filled with joy and laughter. It was a moment of pure happiness, made even more special by the ring’s safe return.
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