JMJ. There is a popular notion that a bright, shiny penny lying on the ground is a little message from someone whom we have lost. One is supposed to pick it up because to ignore it is to ignore a small sign from the beyond. How true that is I couldn't say but I've always picked up pennies, regardless of how shiny or banged-up they be. My rationale is that 100 of them make a dollar.
Most people ignore them, though, and it just hit me recently how much they resemble the small blessings God sends us each day. Most of us ignore most of them exactly the same way. Like the time St. Anthony helped us find our car keys. Or seeing the sun peek through the clouds on a cold, dreary winter day. Oh, and then there was the time we held the door for someone in a store for about the umpteenth time and for once he or she said, "Thank you."
None of these were earth-shattering, none of them changed the course of history. But upon reflection, (if only we remember to do so,) we realise that they were our Lord's way of saying, "Just wanted to let you know I love you." And, like a bunch of pennies, they all add up to something big when the Creator says, "I love you." Now THAT'S a blessing!
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