Hours after not being able to find Sam Catser, we FINALLY did!
Donnie was standing in our bathroom and hearing me near tears about how sad it was that we couldn't find him. Then he said, "I think I heard something." I hopped up and raced in with him. Yep...a soft 'meow'. I thought it was in my closet so I was digging around. "Meow." It was behind me. I opened drawer 1....no....drawer 2....no.....drawer 3.....THERE HE WAS! CRAMMED IN WITH A BAG OF COTTON BALLS AND JUNK!
Sickening: I thought I had heard something earlier in the day when I was in the same spot Donnie was standing when he heard the noise. I searched drawer 1....no....drawer 2.....no....did NOT open drawer 3 because I knew how crammed it was with junk and that the drawer was never opened so 'surely' he wouldn't be in there. I looked under the cabinets, closet, nothing. How SICK that I didn't look there. Harris Anne said SHE had looked in drawers 1 and 2 as well but skipped drawer 3...just like me.
COOL: I was getting really distraught. The darker it got outside, the sadder I was about not being able to find him. I went to the bedroom to read the bible and focus prayer on finding him. I was FOCUSING ON THE FOLLOWING SCRIPTURE:
"Keep on asking, and you will be given what you ask for. Keep on looking, and you will find. Keep on knocking, and the door will be opened. For everyone who asks, receives. Everyone who seeks, finds. And the door is opened to everyone who knocks." Matthew 7:7-8
When I was reading, I felt 'drawn' to this passage and just claimed it in my prayers. Honestly, it was only a couple of minutes before Donnie heard Sam crying in the bathroom.
PRAISE GOD!!!!!! He answers prayers!