Then on the 26th of November…that is only a little while ago…she received a letter form the airport saying, “If you don’t not pick up your bag within five days, you’ll be charged storage.” So she called her friend and asked if she was free to go and get the bag. The friend said yes, so the friend went over with her and she got the bag. The friend said to her, “Why did it take so long? It’s been six weeks since you’ve been back.” You see, she did not tell her friend that she had lost the bag. She told no one, didn’t tell her daughter, her grand-children or the speaker. She kept it all to herself, because in her mind’s eye it was not lost…delayed but not lost. In her letter she said, “I do believe that love’s labor is never lost. Everything in it was loved. I bought every present with love. I intended to give it to those that I bought it for with love. There were no strings attached to it, it was all done in love. I knew that if this principle is true, and I firmly believe it, it would have to prove itself in the testing.” And so, she has her bag, all the things in it, everything in it.691 ¶6