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Copper Pennies
by darlene hight Mmmmmthe bed feels good this morning! Just a little while longer. I snuggle in, wrap my arms around my husband and send my strongest, most persuasive vibe. Let's stay here awhile. "Come on sweetheart, time to get up and get ready for church." ,he whispers gently but firm. As he tosses his legs over the side of the bed, **two copper pennies drop into the plate. Is that man still in the bathroom? Why is it that he has to string out his grooming process? Take a shower, watch T.V., shave, eat breakfast, and last but not least brush his teeth. Grrrr. "Hon, it's 9:30 am. Remember, I need the bathroom, too" "As soon as I brush my teeth, it's all yours." I smile patiently. Same story every week **and two copper pennies drop into the plate. Well dressed including their smiles,the ladies with beauty shop perfect gray hair stand at the church door greeting each person warmly as they arrive. They recognize us as newcomers. "We're so glad you're here." They say as they hand me a little white gift bag. "Are you from around here?"-simple getting to know you questions and genuine interest in our answers. We feel at home **as two plus two copper pennies drop into the plate. Entering the sanctuary, we look around at the pews filled with mostly ordinary people. In the back of the church, a couple of members sit in wheel chairs. In front of us, a little white-haired lady with a prayer cap sits quietly. As the service gets underway, announcements are made and songs are lifted. A blonde-haired woman takes the arm of the lady with the prayer cap. They walk to the front of the church. Oh, she's blind She takes her place in front of the microphone and in a strong voice says, "I first heard this song about washing each other's feet several years ago. It is my hope that you will be encouraged by it and come tonight for our Love feast and Communion service." And then, she sings acappella not in a recording artist voice but clear and sweet. As she returns to her seat, **four copper pennies drop into the plate. One by one each person brings their pennies and a melodious sound of copper bells ring out in the heavenly courts, sweet, sweet worship to the King. Mark 13:42 Then a poor widow came and dropped in two pennies. NLT -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Darlene Hight Darlene is a writer who travels with her husband, Mark across rural United States as he builds power plants. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |