$20: Sometimes We Just Need to be Reminded!

I received this in an email this afternoon from a really good friend of mine that I call my “Big Sis:”

$20.00: Sometimes we just need to be reminded

A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this $20 bill?" Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill. He then asked, "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. Well, he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. "Now, who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.

Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who DO LOVE you. The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by WHO WE ARE and WHOSE WE ARE. You are special - Don't EVER forget it." If you do not pass this on, you may never know the lives it touches, the hurting hearts it speaks to, or the hope that it can bring. Count your blessings, not your problems. "And remember: amateurs built the ark, professionals built the Titanic. If God brings you to it - He will bring you through it.

This made me really reflect on my life and everything that’s been going on in it. Ever since my dad died, I’ve been wondering why God brought me to the pain and suffering I’ve felt, and why he didn’t help me through it. This really made me think about the fact that he is helping me. I’m just not allowing him to.

It was really a realization for me to receive and read this email. I realized that people like my “Big Sis” really do care about me as well as others that I’ve come closer to over the years. It was nice to feel “at home” with my self again – to understand that I’m not alone anymore.