Chapter 7 LOST ONE

We love to go camping and try to go as often as possible. One weekend a bunch of us loaded up our campers and motorcycles and headed for Howe. The guys all go for a ride and the ladies usually start scrap booking. We go with some friends whose boys are the same age as ours. Makay, who was three at the time, and his buddy Kelton, who was two, were up on the hill above the campers playing. The wind came up and so Micky and I put the awning down on the camper and looked up and saw the boys playing around some large rocks. We waved at them and went back in the camper. A little while later it started to sprinkle with rain so we went to get the little boys. Makay was playing down in camp but we did not see Kelton anywhere. We asked Makay where Kelton was and he said he didn't know. We started to holler for him and looking for him. We soon had everyone in camp searching the creek and mountainside looking for this two year old. The wind came up and it was starting to rain more. We searched everywhere, looking under every sagebrush bush thinking that maybe he had fallen asleep. We continued the search for about an hour with the weather getting worse and darkness approaching. The whole time we were looking I kept praying. At first my prayer was to find Kelton, but then it changed that the guys would know that we needed their help at camp. Kelton's mom, Micky, was praying that I would be inspired. I was amazed that she trusted me that much. The search was now coming upon its second hour. The campers parked next to us had a navigation system on their pickup and they were just getting ready to drive Micky to the top of the hill to call search and rescue, when into camp came Kelton's dad and uncle. On the front of the four wheeler sat a very tires and dirty two year old.
While coming back to camp they had seen something laying in the middle of the road about 2 miles from camp. Too tired to walk any farther Kelton had just laid down and quit.
Now what makes this story even more incredible is that Kelton's dad has no sense of direction and it was out of the norm for him to come back to camp on his own. In fact, the road that they found Kelton on was really out of the way from where they should have come back. I was amazed afterwards, that my prayer hadn't been answered how I thought it was going to be. I would have thought that finding him would have been my first prayer but after all the events leading up to us finding Kelton I knew that the prayer for the guys to come home was the prayer that was needed.
Sometimes the prayers we pray and the way they are answered are what is best for us. The Lord surely knew that we would not look that far down the road for that little boy, and he sent the help we needed.