This week’s FROG Blog is dedicated to my sister Cathy. She and I have shared abundant dime stories that bridge the gap between the geographical miles that separate us.
Thank you to Dmitry Demidov who provided this photo.
My Grandpa Wes carried dimes in his pockets and whenever he’d take his grandchildren outside for a walk, he’d subtly toss a dime in the path of the lagging child. When we’d discover these dimes, he’d tell us that these were signs of heaven reaching down. He’d explain that when we pay attention to details, we find life’s subtle treasures.
I continue Grandpa Wes’s dime tossing tradition when I walk. Each time I drop a coin, I ask God to bring peace and hope to whoever finds it. Like Jesus, who said He left His peace on earth, I want my dropped change to invite a change for whoever finds the coin.
Often, I write about ways I practice keeping my chin up and my eyes fixed on things above. God surrounds us on all levels. Sometimes by looking down, I can find peace if I readily bend to pick up these treasures.
Other times, I can find hope simply by looking up to capture a full moon, a soaring bird or a cloud forming an unusual shape. When I am willing to turn on a dime to make a change, I can accept God’s abundant peace and hope.
Signing off with peace and hope from the lily pad of life. With bended knee and a coined phrase, “help me pay it forward,”
“Blessed are those who find wisdom, those who gain understanding, for she is more profitable than silver and yields better returns that gold” (Proverbs 3:13-14).