i’m going through the motions. laundry. dishes. downstairs in the basement i hear change in my son’s jeans as i go to put them in the washing machine. i dig around in the pocket and bring out three coins. they feel like quarters in my hand, but when i look at them, i see three words staring back at me.
no cash value.
it’s strange the things that make us calm down. it can be random what causes us to suddenly feel peaceful. but for me it has always included an element of surprise.
last sunday a guy named johnny prayed that i would have the courage to change my habits.
is that what is required? courage? i was under the impression it was a force of will or better yet – a surrendering to my own inability and asking for help.
i hadn’t thought about it like that.
all the synonyms for courage are breathing life into my soul today.
audacity. grit. spunk. backbone. pluck. mettle. nerve.
do i have the audacity to change my own life?
someone told me recently that when life becomes less of a gift and more of a burden there are three things you need to already have developed.
an intimate relationship with jesus.
and the ability to rest.
i’ve been running on the fumes of a couple of these as of late. i can’t seem to force myself back either. so to see these coins, i can’t explain it, but it helped me today.
that money is of no consequence to god has always been a warm blanket straight out of the dryer to me. our current cultural climate is tossing out everything that doesn’t make more money. art – who cares? human compassion – what does it matter?
the bottom line has become the party line and i think it’s been eating away at my heart.
i want coins that say no cash value on them. i want to take those coins into the grocer’s and buy milk and wine and food without money.
i want to remember what matters.
i want the courage to change the things i can.