Or imagine a woman who has ten coins and loses one. Won’t she light a lamp and scour the house, looking in every nook and cranny until she finds it? And when she finds it you can be sure she’ll call her friends and neighbors: ‘Celebrate with me! I found my lost coin!’ Count on it—that’s the kind of party God’s angels throw every time one lost soul turns to God.” This afternoon, I realized that I needed to make a transfer from an old-style savings account that had a book, to my checking account. I had about 15 minutes before the bank closed, so I quickly hopped in the car and drove to the bank (Yes, I am aware that there is online banking). I arrived at the bank with minutes to spare. I looked in my purse to find the book I needed and came up empty. The book was not in the purse as I supposed. No book means I can't transfer money from the account. That's a problem. I went into the bank, and the nice l...