We have all lost something dear to us in our lifetimes. It may have been major and irreplaceable, haunt you, and bring great pain.
As it was with the maid who lost one coin of many, she searched and fretted until its’ recovery. While one would not want to over estimate the value of money in our lives; the focus tells us something about the maid and ourselves.
If wealth does not play a commanding role, we allow ourselves to think upon the lesser things that figure into our happiness; The Lord in the “Coins” parable compared the loss to that of a single soul which he considered His greatest treasure. His every effort has been directed at sorting out the eternal. God’s endless works speak to the fact that we have endless diversions that allow us to see Him more fully.
Our lives have unfortunately been shaped by the pursuit of huge objectives and obsessions. It takes some real effort to set these aside in favor of allowing God’s creativity and passion pursue us.
If we fear the future ( and well we might) we, in effect , violate one of His dictates; that we should not worry about tomorrow.
When we behold expressions of His love in the everyday we capture glimpses of His plan to engage us. The beauty of a sunset; the mystery of the sea’s coming and going ; the skill of the hummingbird as he moves in and around a cluster of flowers.
Human expressions; a tear shed by an individual distant from somebody else’s tragedy; the smile that invades the faces of witnesses of a graduation; the lick of a tiny puppy awakened to find herself in your arms.
I will focus on the profusion of small and tender gifts in my life, away from the commanding urgencies and demands, to find what real wealth is about: His infinite provision. His inestimable artistry.