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Thursday, October 6, 2011

Cast offs…

He Treats Me to a Feast; Notes from my Abundant Life

Cast offs…
The stone the builders rejected
has become the capstone;
the Lord has done this,
and it is marvelous in our eyes.
This is the day the Lord has made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalms 118:22-24(NIV)

Walking with the dog Tuesday, I happened to look down and find a bunch of pennies.  (I know, there seems to be a theme with me, money, and walking the dog lately, huh….that’s a thought for another day)…Stopping to pick them up, I counted 25.  Not 23, or 29, but a full quarter’s worth.  Somebody cast them off; they weren’t worth anything.

Legislation has been introduced twice in the US Congress to sound the death knell for my beloved penny. (I like brown money, it looks like me :o) Both bills died in committee.  Apparently Congress, like God, isn’t ready to give up on things just because they are produced at a loss (it costs $.017 cents to make $.01), they have arguably limited utility (can’t use them in most vending machines, parking meters, etc.), or because no one would miss them if they were gone.  Can you imagine someone evaluating you with similar measures?

I’m thankful for God.  In Psalms 118, we are reminded that the very stone rejected by the builders has been made the capstone by God’s hand.  He doesn’t see castoffs.  That’s a relief for me at least, because there are days when I feel like those 25 pennies.  It wasn’t their fault they were 25 pennies instead of a quarter, they counted the same.  It wasn’t their fault they were a handful instead of 2 shiny dimes and a nickel that might fit neatly into a pocket.  I am thankful they nearly blended into the mud and I thought to look down and fish them out.  I’ve been spending them every since.  I like pennies.  They are my reminder that nothing is too small to be overlooked.  They remind me that God uses people/opportunities/stuff anybody else would think aren’t worth much, and finally, even pennies somebody else threw away as not valuable have been spending from my wallet since I harvested them.  They might see castoffs, but God sees natural resources. And when I feel like scattered pennies, I am reminded, once again, that God is Good.

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