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Lessons from a Penny

Lessons from a Penny

I just picked up a penny on my desk - mostly due to lack of inspiration in any other area and I asked myself what messages that small coin might give me.

It is round. I am not sure what the significance of that is except that we tend to make our coins round in this country. I could make more of it, but I am focusing on the obvious.

I do need to be more well rounded in my life.

It reminds us that we as a people, for the most part, trust in God - or like to tell people that we do. This, the smallest of coins, calls me to the greatest of faith.

As Kipling said of his nation, puffed up with power:

"If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe--
Such boasting as the Gentiles use
Or lesser breeds without the law--
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget - lest we forget!"

It tells us that we as a people value liberty.

At the heart of our national love of liberty is a free enterprise system.

How sad, that we are tempted to sacrifice liberty for expediency and safety. Inconvenience for the greater good is expected. To accept long lines for the well being of all is a virtue. However, we must be vigilant to guard our freedom and remember the words of Patrick Henry, proclaimed in my own hometown of Richmond,

"I know not what course the others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death."

Men and women have been willing to die for it and have died for it. let us never take it lightly.

As you build your own businesses, you are also fighting for freedom.

The penny reminds us of the nobility of character of a man like Abraham Lincoln who failed many times on his road to success, but kept getting up again until he, the most unlikely of candidates came to the place of leadership where he would steer this nation through one of its greatest crises.

Whitman called him, "Oh Captain, my Captain ... fallen cold and dead."

His legacy tells us that greatness can come from humble beginnings and that great trials, both internal torment and circumstantial heartache can fashion great people.

And Lincoln on the coin reminds me to never take myself too seriously. He could laugh and make others laugh.

"A Merry Heart Doeth Good Like a Medicine." - Proverbs 15:13

What could be more humble and insignificant than a tiny penny? yet it is intricate and beautiful and pennies accumulate. Some people do not value small things, but have you ever been just a penny short?

"Do not despise the day of small beginnings." (Zechariah 4:10)

Everything magnificent starts off small.

In certain markets, a once cent fluctuation can make a huge difference in the economy.

On the back of the penny is spelled out, "One Cent." That means it is one part of one hundred cents that add up to a dollar.

Everything is a part of something else. You are a part of something greater than yourself. We are made for community and collaboration. It is American and it is universal.

Every cent counts. Believe me, they count them at the bank.

If you keep your penny, you will never be broke - not flat broke anyway.

Ben Franklin said, "A penny saved is a penny earned."

The Lincoln Memorial is on the back and I remember the words of a speech I learned as youngster that are inscribed there: The Gettysburg Address. My great grandfather was there at Gettysburg where so many died, that "government of the people, by the people, and for the people" would not perish from the earth.

Out nation was founded, as Lincoln said, "dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal."

It took a civil war to solidify that idea and prepare the way for it to be institutionalized at the next level where slavery simply could not be tolerated.

There is slavery in the world today and we cannot tolerate it.

There are indignities and cruelties perpetrated on men, women, and children made in the image of God. My little penny tells me that I must care and I must do what I can to stop it and help make the world a better place for all humanity.

My great grandfather was fighting on the wrong side of that tragic war, but Lincoln's legacy and the resilience of the American ideal healed the nation and we are one people once more with one currency and one great dream.

Lincoln was prepared to forgive the South and treat her people generously. While those who came to power after his death were not as open handed as him, they did bring the nation together again.

This penny reminds me that there are stronger things than our many differences, that America is greater than her partisan politics, and that we can heal if we focus on what we share in common.

We are diverse and in that diversity is our strength because it forces us to focus on what is truly at the core of our nation's identity. We unify, not around peripheral concerns, but around core values. The message on the penny brings us back to what the great American experiment in representative government and self-determination was and is all about.

That penny represents opportunity and everyone has an opportunity for success. You can play the game and win.

And we will need some of your pennies for the common good. You know that; April 15 is much to recent.

"E Pluribus Unum," it declares, out of many, one.

These are the words from our national seal of which it has been said,

"The center section of their shield has six symbols for "the Countries from which these States have been peopled:" the rose (England), thistle (Scotland), harp (Ireland), fleur-de-lis (France), lion (Holland), and an imperial two-headed eagle (Germany)."

We come from so many backgrounds, cultures, languages, nations, and families. We are also representative of many regions of this country with varying customs, dialects, and histories. Yet, we are one people, one nation under God.

The penny was once made of copper and now of a mixture of metals that mean nothing to me except that I find the penny to be the most beautiful and appealing of coins because of its bronze color.

It is still one cent, no matter what it is made of.

Emblazoned across the top of the second side of the coin, we read, "Untitled States of America."

We are states with powers that are sovereign in their spheres.

We are united so that we surrender some of those powers for the sake of the whole and for the possibility of interstate commerce.

here we are on the Internet because people can do together what no one can do alone.

If you are in a home based business, it is likely that you are in that business "for yourself, but not by yourself."

We are "of America" which means that a guy named Americo Vespucci did a very good job of creating a map of a new and largely unexplored continent and that our forefathers put aside their fears and apprehensions to come and explore it.

We are still explorers charting new courses and embarking on adventures into the realm of success and significance.

I can look at this penny and know when it was minted - 1978, and where - Denver.

I know where I was in 1978, finishing up my 6th year of college, married since 1975, pastoring two small churches in western Virginia, and still swelling with pride in America in the afterglow of the Bicentennial celebration of 1976. In fact, cyclists were still stopping at our little church along the Bicentennial Trail to rest and refresh themselves.

It was a great time in our nation's history.

In 1978, I was preparing to come to California in 1979, but I did not know it at the time. I would move from one coast of this nation to the next and I would need every penny I could find and that God's people would generously bestow upon me to make it.

Here, at the Western edge of our Continent, I have planted my life and ministry and worked on my American Dream alongside my wife of nearly 32 years. We have raised two sons and are helping to raise two wonderful grandsons.

We try to teach them the value of a penny, to earn it honestly, invest it wisely, give it generously, save it judiciously, and spend it frugally. My wife is better at that than me.

I have only been to the airport in Denver, but I know there is a Mint there and my penny came into its present form there and was disbursed from there.

I don't know where it went from there, how many times it has crossed this land, whether or not it has traveled overseas, how many people have lost it and how many have found it.

It has traveled, as have you and your ancestors. Now you are here and the choices you make from this moment forward will determine where you are going.

This penny has been in many pockets, heard many stories, perhaps even been carried into battle. It has used for good and most likely, for evil. It has years of usefulness left as well.

It is faded, so it has not been pampered.

Oh the stories it could tell.

Oh the stories you can tell.

I told you, I had nothing to write about.

It is a good thing someone left a penny on my desk.

If I can get all of that out of the tiniest coin in our economy ... and I could go on much longer, how do you say that you have no story to tell?

You are a person of great experiential wealth and intricately interwoven complexity. You have a fascinating past and a wonderfully mysterious future.

Tell your story; fight for your liberty; be all that you were made to be.

Live well.

All the best to you. - Tom Sims, Pastor, Encourager, Coach, Friends, and Entrepreneur

You are truly a center of influence and I look forward to networking with you. God bless you today and always.

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tom, this is a good post

I remember, not too long ago some talk about phasing out the penny.
Kind of bummed me out after I thought about it, and I must say that I'm even less inclined to want to see it nullified having read this.

At the time I heard of it being possibly retired from the currency system? I had this sort of snotty tone in my voice as I said to nobody in the room, '..well, duh, yeah, they're worth nothing.'

But, as time goes on, and the tides of economy (personal,) rise and fall, I am, every once in a while reminded that pennies are worth something.
(I save my change in jars... I save jars too, and cans... (not sure why actually... they do come in handy for holding up pieces of furniture and such to spray finishes on... but still, I really need to throw some of this stuff out...)
Every once in a while, when the big 8 in the Ford is literally about to run on fumes, and I make sure that my 'beater,' bike in the bed has air in the tires, (just in case I have to park someplace, pedal home and come back with a gallon of dead dinosaurs to 'really make it home.')
-I go through those jars of coins, sleeve them up, and usually come away with enough gas to get through to the next check for a job, and some bucks left over for one of those rotissere chickens and milk for coffee...
...Pennies add up.

Somehow it also reminds me of when I used to walk next to the ocean down the shore in 'Jersey during a storm. With the wind and everything kicked up, the spray carried sand... at the end of a couple of hours of hoofing around just letting the wind and the waves wash my head out, I'd often walk back to the car, sit in it and enjoy the quiet, and realize that I was probably five to ten pounds heavier from the sand that was blown onto me and stuck while walking...
...grains of sand add up.

Yesterday we had a memorial service at my church for one of the women who passed away suddenly (cancer, she was diagnosed and gone inside of a month.)
I barely knew her, and simply knew her for her smile, which was beautiful, and how she was one of the faces I'd see each sunday who was always helpful with making coffee or whatever... Not particularly loud or showey as a person... Just a smiling kind of quiet, (somewhat older, but her smile made her look like she was 16,) woman who was genunine.
When I heard her name, and that she passed away, I had to look her name up, (I'm bad with names,) and in the photo-directory I saw her face, and my heart sank... (I also felt bad that I didn't put her name and face together immediately.)

Before the services, I had no idea how many people to expect to come, and was there directing traffic out on Alluvial... We spoke of maybe using the parking lots of a couple of the other churches next to ours, 'just in case there was overflow...'

This person, who was just a glimpse in my memory, (yet a happy one,) had three parking lots full of cars, the church was max capacity, I was pulling chairs in off the lawn, and we had the A/C on 'stun,' just to have the place breaheable...
I've never seen so many cars.

Talking to her sister Friday night, (they were donating a lot of her stuff to the church for the rummage sale,) I found out that the woman was fond of all sorts of strays, animals, people, causes, you name it.. that she was really politically involved on a grassroots level, and loved entertaining folks, and had adopted so many people who would have been detached and homeless and left to their own vices and demons, and that the folks expected at the services were going to be only a small crossection of who she knew.
-And all I knew her for was this smile, (which was enough for me.)
Talking with those folks yesterday, it was obvious that this woman's small but sincere contributions to others lives really added up.

I know I'm a person not unknown for putting my two cents in,

-but when I think of two pennies right next to each other I immediately think of the widow in the scriptures who quietly put in a few cents in at the offering plate, (versus the fat-cat who made a big deal about some major donation,)
-and how Christ made a point to tell the guys, (privately,) '...Now did you see that? SHE gets it... that is someone who is giving of themselves and is doing so sincerely, not 'dude,' with all the gaudy actions... His reward was gotten on the spot, -She'll be rewarded forever.'

Not many people understand that Christ was essentially raised in poverty, and don't understand that his parents went to the temple with a two pidgeons, (which cost maybe a couple of cents thereabouts,) in sacrifice,
-or that he was a working carpenter with a family to care for after Joseph was off the scene, (that he had younger brothers, and probably sisters, too.)

-And when tax time came, once he had to get a fish to grab a couple of coins dropped along the bottom... (I am guessing our Lord travelled light in the financial department.)

I don't get a message that God cares for the wealthy any more than the poor,
and certainly don't get the message that he cares for the poor any more than those who are better off.

Just more that even somebody who has a few cents, or may feel like they're only worth two cents, STILL is worth something.

That everybody, regardless of what they're 'worth,' is seen, understood, and held as priceless.

And that we need to see each other that way too.

thanks for what you wrote.

-Eric

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