Out for a walk in the crisp soft rain a small shiny piece of metal lies face up in the street.
So what’s the big deal,there’s a dime on the ground? For me the big deal is I met this guy in San Francisco recently and he finds a dime on the ground every single day for the last 12 years. He is the epitome of a free spirit. He says he sold his company, sold his BMW, and sold his jet-ski and moved to Hawaii where he earns $50 a week creating some sort of green sustainable ecosystems.
After my trip home from San Francisco I was chatting with a friend when she asked me what am I going to write about next, I tell her, “While in California, I met a guy named Ocean and he finds a dime on the ground every single day and there may be a story I can write about him finding a dime everyday, I just don’t know what the message is yet.”
Sure enough as I speak these words, FDR’s Presidential head lies face up on the sidewalk. There it is. A dime laying in the street, (talk about timing).
I find a dime here and there every once in a while, but tonight when I stumbled across a dime on a late night summer-stroll through the gentle misty rain it begs me to ask the question what does this mean?
I still do not know the answer but I find it remarkable that I came across the dime as I was telling a friend the story about this guy I met in San Fran finding a dime everyday.
Ocean finds spiritual significance in finding a ten cent piece, for me, I think it may symbolize God will always provide for me financially.
I have become Facebook friends with Ocean and of course when I found the dime I messaged him a picture of the dime I found in the street, his typed reply is,
“that is so kewl,,, try to remember what you were thinking about at the time,,, thats what i do,,,, try to find the spiritual meaning to it,,,,,,, haaa now you have your own collection !!!! you are on your spiritual journey!!!!on step everyday !!!! aloha!!!”
What was I thinking when I found the dime?? Well, the fact is I was thinking about Ocean at that very moment and thinking about “writing” a story about him.
I will take Ocean’s advice and try to find the spiritual meaning to all this..
Ha, I think it just hit me. When speaking to Ocean in California, he was convinced that I am to be a writer. Afterall, Ocean’s real name is Jeremiah and Jeremiah is an Old Testament prophet and my favorite verse comes from that book.
What if I am to write and God is telling me to spend more time doing it and the rest will fall into place? That could be delightfully cool.
Unlike Ocean, I don’t have a BMW to give up and I don’t have a jet-ski to sell and I’m not ready to plant plantations in Hawaii for $50.00 a week but I do know God provides for His children and from here on in every time I find a dime in the street I will be reminded of Ocean’s message.
Angels deliver messages and Ocean conveyed a message to me, maybe Ocean is an angel.
I don’t know for sure but until I do, In Harry Chapin style, I will stuff the bill (or in this case-a dime) in my shirt and I will pray for Ocean with every dime I find. Care to join me?
When you find a dime, say a quick prayer for Ocean. He will be forever blessed.