Coin: (n) a flat, typically round piece of metal with an official stamp, used as money.
Can I tell you when I fell in love with me?
I had flirted with myself for years. But always, at the last moment, I pulled away from true affection for my being because I saw ugliness beneath the surface.
Living so close to me, it often made things tense.
Yes, it was necessary for me to love myself–but it had to be legitimate. It had to be real. It couldn’t be some clever concept pulled from a book by an author promoting self-esteem.
But one night it was put into motion. I had been working on the concept of generosity. I was trying to learn to give a damn about those around me who were socially, emotionally and financially damned.
I had made strides.
Back to my story. I was sitting in my chair, and noticed that a young lady, who had come to dinner, was cleaning off the nearby table, and had taken a dime, a nickel and two pennies that she saw lying next to a glass and threw them in the trash.
She discarded the coins.
I perfectly understood her action–seventeen cents seemed insignificant. She had no available pockets. And holding the coins in her hand while trying to grasp glasses might result in an embarrassing accident.
As soon as she walked away, I retrieved the seventeen cents, ran out to my kitchen, found an old pickle jar and threw the coins inside.
I set the jar on my counter, and I challenged my friends to bring all the change they had that might be tossed aside, and put it in my jar.
Every forty days I took the jar down to the local market and poured it into the coin machine. I was always astounded when I walked away with fifty dollars or more each and every time.
I had fifty dollars to give away to someone in need.
Fifty dollars to buy groceries for a family.
Fifty dollars for the guy on the street who made a sign from a piece of cardboard about his destitution.
And it all came from tossed-away coins.
So let me coin a phrase:
Don’t give up on coins. It may take a while, but they quickly change into dollars which can help those who just never have quite enough.
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