I donít know if it was habit or just practicing what I saw my dad do countless times over the years. I had just finished coming out the door of the gas station from paying for my gas and there it was. How it caught my eye I donít know. It was dirty and dull and looked as if it had been run over a few times. It was a penny. Reaching my car, I slipped it into the door where I keep loose change. Why I did it I just donít know. But it got me thinking of the many times I let the penny lay on the pavement. Of the many people the world over that see the penny and pass on by. The reason is obvious. It is a lowly penny. One cent. Worthless in many ways except when grouped with more of its own kind or when something is worth a buck and a cent and all you have is a buck. Penny candy is even more expensive than a penny. Go figure that. The reason you never see a dollar bill lying on the ground is because someone else has already picked it up. Then it hit me. It is the value of the object that causes people to stop or pass on by. Not earth-shattering in its philosophical meaning but consider this.
The parade was coming. Sirens were blaring, people were cheering, a high school marching band was stepping to the beat of drums and my children were poised in the go position on the street curb. Anxious parents had their heads on a swivel trying to keep track of their little ones as they ran and played with the other children. Then the floats passed by and all mayhem broke loose. Kids were on hands and knees darting out into the street and between parents legs scrambling and screaming throw me something mister. What was all the commotion over? Penny candy. The loss of a tootsie roll or piece of bubble gum would nearly bring tears to the little tots eyes. Why? It was valuable in their young eyes.
The manís eyelids drooped. His wife got that look on her face as she watched him out the corner of her eye. The songbook pages flipped through anotherís fingers. The bathroom has never been busier. Children under the age of three seem to have stronger bladders than healthy adults. The man without water for three days in the Sahara Desert hasnít known thirst like some in this crowd. A sneeze seems funny. The boy that can run in the heat of the sun complains of the temperature in the auditorium. John 3:16 is announced as the scripture reading and someone looks in the Table of Contents to find the book of John. But who is that? Their bible is open, eyes on the minister, an interested look on their face, and just blurted out a four-letter word. AMEN! What is the matter with him you may ask? Just something he considers valuable. The word of God.
What a delightful article Charles! Here is my two cents for what ever it's worth. (smile) God saves His pennies too, He is not too big to reach way down and pick up a lowly penney. Maybe you got this way of doing from your heavenly Father also. Blessings, Sharon