Aug15WedAugust 15, 2012
I glanced at the ring on my third finger, left hand, and gasped. The center diamond was missing! How long had it been missing? Not long, I reasoned, or I would have noticed it sooner. I retraced my day’s activities to this point. I had washed dishes, done laundry, made beds, vacuumed- my head was spinning.
Frantically, I searched through the whole house. I carefully swept the kitchen floor, looked under furniture, lifted the chesterfield cushions, combed every inch of carpet, emptied and sifted through the contents of the vacuum cleaner bag – but it was all to no avail.
Discouraged and disappointed I stored my ring in the jewelry box. I had only myself to blame- I had been careless and neglectful. I could not remember when last I had the settings checked by a jeweler. Perhaps, some day, we would be able to afford replacing the diamond.
It was carelessness that caused another woman to lose a treasure. Jesus tells a story about a woman who had ten silver coins, but loses one. Although she still has nine coins, she sets out to find the one lost treasure. She lights a lamp and sweeps every corner of the house, determined to find it. But, unlike me, she does not rest until she has found it!
In Luke 19:10 (NIV) we are reminded: “For the Son of Man came to seek and to save what was lost.” Thank God, He does not give up so easily on any one of us! Sometimes we do get a second chance.
And my lost diamond? A year had passed. As part of our spring cleaning, we decided to paint the kitchen walls. Everything movable was moved. The old, huge refrigerator was a challenge to move, but we persevered. The floor underneath it was not a pretty sight! I reached for the dustpan and started the clean up. As I was sweeping up unidentified particles, a shiny, tiny speck caught my eye. As I continued sweeping, I noticed it again. Gingerly I sifted the debris through my fingers and picked up the tiny shiny object. A visit to the jeweler, later that day, confirmed that I had found the missing diamond!