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Trust
Several
years
ago,
a
friend
of
mine
and
her
husband
were
invited
to
spend
the
weekend
at
the
husband's
employer's
home.
My
friend,
Arlene,
was
nervous
about
the
weekend.
The
boss
was
very
wealthy,
with
a
fine
home
on
the
water-way,
and
cars
costing
more
than
her
house.
The
first
day
and
evening
went
well,
and
Arlene
was
delighted
to
have
this
rare
glimpse
into
how
the
very
wealthy
live.
The
husband's
employer
was
quite
generous
as
a
host,
and
took
them
to
the
finest
restaurants.
Arlene
knew
she
would
never
have
the
opportunity
to
indulge
in
this
kind
of
extravagance
again,
so
was
enjoying
herself
immensely.
As
the
three
of
them
were
about
to
enter
an
exclusive
restaurant
that
evening,
the
boss
was
walking
slightly
ahead
of
Arlene
and
her
husband.
He
stopped
suddenly,
looking
down
on
the
pavement
for
a
long,
silent
moment.
Arlene
wondered
if
she
was
supposed
to
pass
him.
There
was
nothing
on
the
ground
except
a
single
darkened
penny
that
someone
had
dropped,
and
a
few
cigarette
butts.
Still
silent,
the
man
reached
down
and
picked
up
the
penny.
He
held
it
up
and
smiled,
then
put
it
in
his
pocket
as
if
he
had
found
a
great
treasure.
How
absurd!
What
need
did
this
man
have
for
a
single
penny?
Why
would
he
even
take
the
time
to
stop
and
pick
it
up?
Throughout
dinner,
the
entire
scene
nagged
at
her.
Finally,
she
could
stand
it
no
longer.
She
causally
mentioned
that
her
daughter
once
had
a
coin
collection,
and
asked
if
the
penny
he
had
found
had
been
of
some
value.
A
smile
crept
across
the
man's
face
as
he
reached
into
his
pocket
for
the
penny
and
held
it
out
for
her
to
see.
She
had
seen
many
pennys
before!
What
was
the
point
of
this?
"Look
at
it."
He
said.
"Read
what
it
says."
She
read
the
words
"United
States
of
America."
"No,
not
that;
read
further."
"One
cent?"
"No,
keep
reading."
"In
God
we
Trust?"
"And?"
"And
if
I
trust
in
God,
the
name
of
God
is
holy,
even
on
a
coin.
Whenever
I
find
a
coin
I
see
that
inscription.
It
is
written
on
every
single
United
States
coin,
but
we
never
seem
to
notice
it!
God
drops
a
message
right
in
front
of
me
telling
me
to
trust
Him?
Who
am
I
to
pass
it
by?
When
I
see
a
coin,
I
pray,
I
stop
to
see
if
my
trust
IS
in
God
at
that
moment.
I
pick
the
coin
up
as
a
response
to
God;
that
I
do
trust
in
Him.
For
a
short
time,
at
least,
I
cherish
it
as
if
it
were
gold.
I
think
it
is
God's
way
of
starting
a
conversation
with
me.
Lucky
for
me,
God
is
patient
and
pennies
are
plentiful!
When
I
was
out
shopping
today,
I
found
a
penny
on
the
sidewalk.
I
stopped
and
picked
it
up,
and
realized
that
I
had
been
worrying
and
fretting
in
my
mind
about
things
I
can
not
change.
I
read
the
words,
"In
God
We
Trust,"
and
had
to
laugh.
Yes,
God,
I
get
the
message.
It
seems
that
I
have
been
finding
an
inordinate
number
of
pennies
in
the
last
few
months,
but
then,
pennies
are
plentiful!
And
God
is
patient...
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