My wife loves to pickup money.
If there is a penny on the ground she will ALWAYS pick it up.
It doesn’t matter how disgusting it is.
It can be sitting in water, mud, gum…. she doesn’t care! She picks it up.
I always laugh about it. Heck I point them out to her and I’m thoroughly amused as she wipes some nasty penny off and puts it in her purse with all the other ones.
So I asked her once… Why?
Why even bother picking it up… It’s a penny for crying out loud!
Her explanation was simple and yet so incredibly profound (I didn’t realize how profound until today).
“It’s one of God’s ways of showing He provides for me”.
I remember at the time thinking that’s cool but c’mon….It’s a penny!
Well today God showed me the true value of a penny.
This past week or so has been pretty tough.
Lots of changes in our lives. Lots of changes in our friends lives. One of our son’s teachers lost his battle with cancer. Walking through some of the hardest battles I’ve ever walked through with people God has placed in our family’s lives. My heart breaks for them.
I sat there eating my hamburger and felt so inadequate and so ill-equipped to help them.
I don’t have the words to fix their hurts.
I don’t have the Bible verses to ease their pain or strengthen their faith.
I don’t have a solution to their complex issues or even remedies to my own fear of change.
While I was waiting for my food I prayed… Prayed for clarity. Prayed for peace and comfort to the many hurting people in my life. Prayed for the 16 year old kid who thinks Christianity is “Bull****” because there is no way a loving God could let him walk through the pain he is walking through right now. Prayed for my friends, their families and my family. Prayed that in the midst of all this stuff….. that He could be revealed and glorified.
Finished my prayer and ate my hamburger.
I tried to call a few people and couldn’t reach them. They were busy…. He knew I needed some quiet.
I get up to leave and I see a penny on the ground. It made my heart smile a little. But I left it on the ground.
I threw my trash away and something made me go back and pick it up…
The lady’s that were sitting in the booth beside me stared at me and must have thought I’d lost my mind… coming all the way back to get just a penny.
When I got back to work I took the penny out and looked at it….
In God We Trust
He does provide.
While he may not provide me words or even verses to ease their pain…. He has provided me a story to share with them of how I’ve walked through situations that are eerily similar to what they are walking through and He never left me. He placed so many “pennies” in our lives that helped to sustain us and built us up until our family could stand up again.
This is a season! There will be another day and this to will pass. This is one day, in one week, in one month that is in one year! I’ve had ALOT of days in my 42 years and the good have so far out weighed the bad that it’s not even remotely close. So take it day by day…..
On a side note of His sense of humor…. I find it very hard to believe it’s a mere coincidence that the year is 13 and that just so happens to be the penny collector’s favorite number.
In this season…. those who are hurting need Honesty. The need to know that the Truth came to set them free. When life is being brutal only brutal honesty can bring it out into the light to be dealt with.
These days will pass.
He will always provide.
He can be glorified.
Being a penny for others is never clean….
You will be covered in their hurts, their mud, their messes and their tears. You will get scratches and dents…
Many times you will get tossed aside like a nearly worthless coin…
But if you are willing to submit yourself to Him…
He can do amazing things with just a penny!