In the gallop of the day, I had attached a number sign to a trailer. After this work, I immediately set to work on the next steps. In the process, I carelessly put the key of the trailer in an unusual place. When I looked ahead to the next day in the evening, I remembered that I needed the key. So I wanted to have it ready for the next day's work. But I couldn't find it at the usual place. I started to look for it. A young guest from Ukraine helped me. We retraced all the steps of the day. The key was not to be found. The question: "Should I have left it in the box of the trailer?" Pressed me. We looked for ways to open the van. After much patience, our Ukrainian guest managed to open the van with a random key. But I was surprised to find that the key was not in the van. We had already asked St. Anthony for help several times. "Meinolf, we'll keep going!" our guest encouraged me. This perseverance and faithfulness touched and opened my heart. Standing on the doorstep of our house, I unexpectedly remembered what I had done after working on the trailer. I got an idea where I could have put the key. That was the breakthrough, after more than an hour and a half of searching.
