It was an hour past lunchtime and Grandma should have been here by now. What in the world could be keeping her? she worried, pacing the floor. I wonder if she stopped somewhere to eat lunch. Elaine looked at the shelf where Grandma kept her medicine and gasped. There sat the bottle. Oh dear, Elaine fretted as she reached for the medicine. Grandma forgot to take it with her this morning. If I knew all of the places Grandma was planning to shop, I’d go looking for her right now. Elaine went to the door, hoping to see Grandma pull in. But I might not find her, and what if Grandma came home while I was out searching for her? Elaine drew in a deep breath and tried to relax, realizing that fretting about this was getting her nowhere. What she needed to do was stay right here and hope that Grandma was okay and would be home soon. Taking a seat at the table, Elaine bowed her head. Heavenly Father, I’m worried about Grandma because she’s been gone so long and didn’t take her medicine. Please be with her, wherever she is, and bring her safely home.
