While sitting in his recliner
my husband Bill dropped a needle. Visually we checked his clothes, the
upholstered chair and the carpet. Next we ran our hands over every surface and when
that failed we got a large magnet and covered every nook and cranny where it
could have fallen. I had visions of someone stepping on, or worse yet setting
on the needle. After half an hour, and as a last resort, we went to the Lord in
prayer. I then started all over again and retraced our steps, but this time I included
turning the recliner upside down. There in the carpet next to the imprint of
the recliner’s feet, lay the needle. I immediately felt a kindred spirit with the
woman in the Parable of the Lost Coin. However, as I revisited the parable I
was surprised that the woman, who lit a lamp, swept the house and searched
until she found the lost coin, did not petition God. Jesus concluded the
parable, “And when she finds it, she calls her friends and neighbors together
and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost coin.’ In
the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of
God over one sinner who repents.” (Luke 15:9-10 NIV).
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