Monday Musings for May 29, 2017

Monday Musings for May 29, 2017

Dear Friends,

I hope everyone had a great Memorial Day holiday weekend.  Beautiful weather.  Wow!

Today I have an amazing story to share that comes out of our church garden.  Yes, literally.  Out of our church garden.

We can’t be really precise on the date, but as far as Doug Renfrow can remember, this story begins in the fall of 2012.  Just about the time we were re-electing Barack Obama. Four-and-a-half years ago.  That’s when Doug first noticed that his wedding ring was no longer on his finger.  And he had no idea where it was.

He had not removed it.  Not that he could remember.  It must have fallen off.  But where? The possible places were endless.  That didn’t keep him from searching.  And searching and searching.  He really, really wanted to find that ring before he had to tell Dawn he had lost it.  But eventually it was time to suspend the search and fess up.

Fast forward to the spring of 2017.  Doug is getting the garden ready to plant.  A thorough rototilling is one of the steps.  Another is raking.  Smoothing the soil.  Removing the rocks.

It was while Doug was working with his rake that he noticed an odd looking lump in the dirt. He picked it up.  It was his wedding ring!!  It was not damaged in the least.  After a thorough cleaning, it looked better than it did on that long ago day he didn’t notice it falling off his finger.

The moral of the story?  Credit goes to Sandy Burrington for this.  If Doug had not been so faithful, year after year after year, in his care for the church garden, that ring would still be buried.

I’ll close with a Bible story.  I’ll change just a few of the words:

“Suppose a man loses his wedding ring.  Does he not carefully search until he finds it? (Even if it takes him four-and-a-half years to find it!)  And when he finds it, he stands up the following Sunday during Joys and Concerns and says, ‘Rejoice with me! I have found my lost ring!!'”   Luke 15:8-9 R.S.V. (Renfrow Standard Version).

In Christ,