A Penny…

Have you ever walked anywhere and found a penny on the ground? You of course pick it up and put it in your pocket and forget about it…or you just walk by it..

I got this email and in reading it, I never really thought to read the inscriptions in all the US coins…”In God We Trust” – yes I do trust God and I know he is with me always…so this puts a whole new perspective and thankful for him everyday.

So I just wanted to share this bit of story and maybe you can stop and look…pick up a penny sometime you never know where it might lead you to….

A PENNY
You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good
luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I’ve ever heard
this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.
Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to
spend the weekend at the husband’s employer’s home. My friend, Arlene,
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 Arlene 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. Arlene knew
she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of
extravagance again, so was enjoying herself immensely.

As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant that
evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband.
He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent
moment.

Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on
the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and
a few cigarette butts Still silent, the man 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 and 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?’
‘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 pray, I stop to see if my trust IS in God at that
moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him.
For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it
is God’s way of starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is
patient and pennies are plentiful!

When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I
stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and
fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, ‘In
God We Trust,’ and had to laugh. Yes, God, I get the message.

It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the
last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful! And, God is patient…