A new $100-bill every morning

Written by on June 8, 2013

             Mirror cracked fav resized June 2013

$100 bill

You wake up one morning and rub your eyes, then reach a hand beneath the soft feather pillow. There you discover a crisp one hundred-dollar bill! You shoot bolt upright and clap your hand to your mouth.

Where did this come from? Then the most remarkable thing: a new one shows up every morning! You go from This must be my lucky day to Dude, am I dreaming?

I could use a few hundred dollars about now. Thursday I pulled our brand-new Honda SUV into the garage a little too far to the right. Kckckck! It struck the metal frame of the garage and scraped the back of the side view mirror. I panicked and threw the car into reverse. Crunch! The impact shattered the mirror.

Head-smacking time.

I looked in the mirror with dismay. Objects in mirror are more cracked than they appear, it said.

I called the service department at the car dealership and booked a visit to get it repaired. When I finished the call, Tim walked into the room.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

I turned and gave him a “Can-I-dazzle-you-with-a-friendly-smile?” Out loud I said, “I kind of broke the mirror on the car. Uh, I’m sorry!”

Apparently the razzle-dazzle thing worked, because Tim said with a soft voice, “That’s okay. It was a minor bad judgment call. Could happen to anyone. Let it go.”

Dispelling the darkness, the blazing sun of his patience rose over the horizon of my morning. And in all of us, our heavenly Father, in the breaking light, makes an amazing deposit which is better than a hundred dollars beneath our pillow.

Heavenly currency. One hundred mercies.

When did God extend His mercy to you? How are you expressing it to others?

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  1. Julie Jackson   On   June 12, 2013 at 8:01 pm

    So is it okay for me to say “You crack me up!” I really like Tim’s response. We should be that way too!

  2. Lynn   On   June 12, 2013 at 11:02 pm

    Sorry to hear about your mirror. Haven’t done it in the garage yet, but years ago I messed up the van’s side window with a shopping cart. Bless your dear husband. We beat ourselves up enough with blunders…it’s definitely grace to you. Thank you for the smile and the well-worded thoughts. Worth a hundred bucks, for sure!

    • Lynn Hare   On   June 13, 2013 at 6:14 pm

      Lynn, yikes! Glad to hear I’m not the only one! What would I do without a husband who gives such grace? I wouldn’t visit the doghouse. I’d live there for sure.

  3. Susan Ward   On   June 13, 2013 at 6:11 pm

    So sorry about your minor accident.I hate it when I make mistakes. At the same time, I want to live in the freedom of Christ. Tim is precious. You, yourself, are an extension of God’s mercy to me.

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