Lost Diamond
I lost my diamond.
I was so bummed. I’d been so good for 35 years and then I look down for one unexpected moment and 4 upright prongs are holding nothing.
Nothing!
I mean, if I’d lost the gold band at least I had a chance with a metal detector. How do you find a diamond? To make matters worse, the greatest chance of finding it would be in the largest commercial-sized servings of rice that I was cooking. That seemed the most logical place for it to have dropped.
Do you know what looking for a diamond in a vat of transparent rice is like? It’s like finding a needle in a haystack. It’s like finding Waldo.
It’s like, hopeless.
Still, I searched high and low. I scoured the house. I inspected nooks and crannies.
Two years passed.
The other day, I was deep cleaning the bottom vegetable drawer in the refrigerator and I hear scraping. Every swipe. Scrape. I was curious. I thought it was likely another piece of broken plastic from the vegetable bin. I looked on the cleaning rag and thought what I saw was a lost jewel from play jewelry. Yet, tucked away I never forgot I had a missing diamond. It had been way too long to get my hopes up for this, though.
But, I looked at this gem. It drew me closer in. My nerves were activated. I couldn’t immediately deduce with any amount of certainty.
I ran it to my empty 4 prong setting, and oh, so hesitantly, dared to place it inside.
Just like the glass slipper - it fit!
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
A drawer that I could have vacuumed debris. A drawer that I could have pulled out and rinsed then dumped. But, I didn’t.
You can imagine my excitement. I told everybody. I’m even telling you! Such joy!
I was reading today a similar parable about a woman’s lost coin that was said to hold sentimental value. And then it explained, “like that of a wedding ring.” Once found, you can count on it - “That’s the kind of party God’s angels throw every time one lost soul turns to Him.”
I get it. You just no longer care how long it was lost. You’re so glad it’s found.
Luke 15:8-10