She had ten silver coins.
She had ten silver coins because she needed ten silver coins.
It had not come easy to get those ten silver coins.
She worked tirelessly to get one silver coin after the other. And now, she had finally got the tenth coin. Now – finally – at last – she could go ahead and get all that she wanted.
So here she is with her one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine and … what’s that … wait a minute nine? That’s not how much she had. It was ten.
Where’s the tenth? Each coin is of great value, it is so vital that there are ten coins. Ten. Together. All sorted. So important.
Where is that tenth coin.? Where is it? Things will not be complete with that hard-earned and highly valuable tenth coin. Where did it go?
Is it here under the cupboard? Is it here in the cupboard? Is it here above the cupboard? Did someone take it by accident? That can’t be the case? Where is it?
Up and down the house. No stone left unturned in the pursuit of that which is of great value to complete things. In this room, in that room, in the other room, back to that room. Everything turned over. Time to bring the light into the situation. There can be no other explanation. It must be here.
Shine the light in that crevice … no coin. Shine it in that crevice and … no coin. Shine it in that area and … well there’s a lot of clothes, but no coin.
Maybe it’s gone, maybe someone took it … but still … just one more time throughout the house. Just one last time. Just one last grasp that it might be … wait a minute … what’s that> There in that corner, is that a gleam? Is that a reflection of something …
It’s the coin!
It’s the coin!
That is awesome everything is now set. Everything is how it should be. That is such a big deal, it shouldn’t be kept in secret.
It’s a reason to celebrate!
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
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