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The Comfort of a Lost Penny by Kathryn Makeever Several times in my life, I have recalled an
inspirational saying or vignette but not remember the source. Thus was
the case when recently shopping with my mother. She was having an
exceptionally lucky day, finding pennies in almost every parking lot we
ventured. My mother is one who always picks up a lost coin, no matter
the value, would exclaim with gratitude “Oh look! I found a
penny!!”. The day’s outing reminded me of a wonderful story, but of
course, I couldn’t A friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the husband’s employer’s home. My friend was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house. The first day and evening went well, and my friend was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. The husband’s employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants. My friend knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so she was enjoying herself immensely! As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant that evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead. He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment. My friend wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped. Still silent, the mean reached down and picked up the penny. He held it up and smiled then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure. How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up? Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value. A smile crept across the man’s face as he reached into his pocket for the penny ad held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies before. What was the point of this? “Look at it”, he said. “Read what
it says”. She read the words, “United States of America”. “No, not that. Read further”. “One cent?” “No, keep reading.” “In God we Trust?” “Yes!” “And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a coin, I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it!” God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him? Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pick it up and pray. I tell God I do trust in Him. Lucky for us, God is patient and pennies are plentiful. I was out shopping with my mother again today and this time I found a penny. I stopped and picked it up…as I picked it up I felt that all the things I had been worrying about were in His hands…yes, God, I got the message…and I laughed as I reread the words…”In God We Trust”. Kathryn Makeever Family Reporter : contact her at : family@wickenburgnews.com
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think of the source. Then, the following weekend I
received the story not once but twice – once in an email and another
time through a newsletter from my child’s school. These were sent to me
for a reason…as the story itself helped to redirect my worries into a
safe place. I pass it on to you and hope that you to will find not
only blessing, but comfort in a lost penny.