Parable of the Locket

Among the old photographs, one was found to be incomplete.  A face removed, in a heart shape, from a lady who had been sitting in the sunshine.  Probably taken for a locket, to wear around someone’s neck, close to their heart to cherish.  A locket of love, somewhere out there.

But no locket was found in the deserted house.  Not much left among the bureaus and bookcases, nor the dressers.

Somewhere out there, was a heart-shaped locket with this lady’s face.  Someone who had cherished her, wanted to remember her.  Wanted this love to be for all time.

Sometimes we find old treasures in second-hand stores.  All sorts of things that various people kept in their homes, or wore, yet no longer needed.  They themselves have passed on into another dimension, their belongings into another space.

But where does all the sentimental value go, such as that of a beloved locket?  Who is there to treasure her memory now?  The rest of the picture left behind will likely be tossed.  The locket might never be found.

But I believe that this locket, which once held love so strong, which warmed the heart of one human, may be lost in this world, but the enduring power of the love it represented remains here, even if there are no more people who remember the lady in the photograph.  There will always be a remnant of love for her in our universe.       Theresa M

PS - I ran across the photo of the faceless lady on Bluesky (original source/owner unknown).  I thought it was a powerful symbol of love continuing on, forever.

We do treasure material objects, and it’s ok.  As long as we know they are but temporary gifts.  And when they represent someone we love, trust that even as material things pass, love will always last, somewhere out there.             

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Parable of the Penny

The item cost $6.99.  But I was not returned in change.  For some reason, I get tossed around carelessly, often ending up on the pavement or in a little bowl by the cashier at any gas station.  I long to be passed on to a human.  I see the sale signs at times for “$x.99” as if so many retailers are eager to pass on the penny to people!

But alas, they seem to do what some call a “rounding off.”  Next higher number, so me and my pals are short-changed and are left behind.

I’ve heard rumors that some people collect the likes of me!  Some are even kept in large glass jars.  Just think of the riches a human could have, if only they respected us more.

Oh, well.  Some have it good, some have it bad.  But as I’m sitting here all by myself, it’s not as if I’m just loafing around.  If only I could walk I could maybe find an owner.  Well, it’s just a thought.  Anyone want a penny?         Theresa M

PS - Pennies add up.  More and more I notice cashiers don’t even bother to return it as change.  What’s up with that?  I thought every penny counts.  It does in my budget.  Oh well!

“A penny saved is a penny earned.”  Benjamin Franklin   🪙

“She works hard for the money.”  Donna Summer and Michael Omartian

Parable of the Word

Here I am.  Inside these covers, with pages and pages surrounding me.  It has been dark here for quite awhile.  No one has come around to read us.

Wait, I feel movement!  I sense the covers openings a bit.  Yes!  There is light!  We are being chosen again!  There is warmth too.

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Shall someone read us once again?  Delightful!

Wait, it is getting awfully hot.  A feeling as if we’ve been thrown across the air - there - bump!  Light is all around.   Flames!  We are being burned!  What is going on?  I thought humans cherished books, depended on words, read stories to learn and grow.

Oh, this hurts.  Pages are curling up, embers are flitting about.  I cannot scream, I cannot run.  Only a human can save me.  Perhaps somewhere there is a copy of me, of us, this book.  Will anyone out there reach out to help?  Put in a good word for us.  Please.          Theresa M

PS:  Words.  Books are just words,  Or are they?  They all have a message.   And the choice to read them or not is an individual choice.  Let no one make that choice for you.  Read what you want.   And hopefully learn something from it.