Life is a puzzle; we are the clues, and God is the answer.
Have you ever experienced things that you would dismiss as simply coincidence had you not been praying for them, and had your heart had not been so sure they were signs from up above?
I have had experienced this sort of thing several times before. And I experienced it again today.
When I purchased Paulo Coelho’s book, Like the Flowing River, a collection of his reflections, as a birthday gift for myself, my plan was to read it in one sitting. However, because I have been too busy, I eventually decided to read it in installment (about 5 to 15 pages at a time).
The book had been sitting on my desk for almost two weeks now, right next to my laptop. Sometimes, when I would pause from my writing, I would pick it up, and read a few pages, then do something else (either go back to my writing, or do other stuff).
Today, as I was feeling a bit down while writing something for work, having been reminded again of some of the unpleasant things that happened during the past weeks, I decided to take a pause, and prayed for God to help me to be strong.
After the prayer, I decided to read Coelho’s book. When I read what was on the page, a shiver ran through my spine, and my eyes became moist.
Let me share what I’ve read so you’d understand why.
“Who Would Like this Twenty Dollar Bill?”
Casan Said Amir tells the story of a lecturer who began a seminar by holding up a twenty dollar bill and asking: “Who would like this twenty-dollar bill?”
Several hands went up, but the lecturer said: “Before I give it to you, I have to do something.”
He screwed it up into a ball and said: “Who still wants this bill?”
The hands went up again.
“And what if I do this to it?”
He threw the crumpled bill up the wall, dropped it on the floor, insulted it, trampled on it, and once more showed them the bill — now all creased and dirty. He repeated the question, and the hands stayed up.
“Never forget this scene,” he said. “It doesn’t matter what I do to this money, it’s still a twenty-dollar bill. So often in our lives, we are crumpled, trampled, ill-treated, insulted, and yet, despite all that, we are still worth the same.”
Coelho, Paulo. 2006. Like the Flowing River. London: Harper Collins. p.192.
//Sherma E. Benosa
05 April 2008; 11:20am