14 DAYS!! The Parable of the Lost Coin

 

The Parable of the Lost Coin 

Luke 15:8–10 “Or what woman who has ten silver coins and loses one of them does not light a lamp, sweep her house, and search carefully until she finds it? And when she finds it, she calls together her friends and neighbors to say, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found my lost coin.’ In the same way, I tell you, there is joy in the presence of God’s angels over one sinner who repents.” 

When I came back from Israel in 2016, I had about 500 shekels left over. I held onto those shekels like they were a promise — like a return ticket. I carried them around for a while, and at one point I even had them with me when I donated 100 to a friend who was traveling to Israel. That left me with 400 shekels. That’s the last time I clearly remembered seeing them. 

After booking my flight for this trip, I went looking for them… and they were nowhere. I was sure I had tucked them away “somewhere safe.” So I searched — here, there, inside this, inside that. I even flipped through old Bibles. Since October, I’ve done at least six full searches for those shekels. 

And then — I found them. I found them! I was so excited I could have shouted. 

I’ve been praying a lot about whether I should even go. The prophetic times are unsettling, and as an amateur student of prophecy, I see the signs. Even as I type this, I know I’m going unless the Father stops me. I’m not going out of stubbornness, but because I am chasing my God. I will follow Him wherever He leads. I’ve told YHVH that I am willing not to go if He shows me otherwise — if circumstances change, if travel is restricted, if anything shifts. 

Right after praying that, I suddenly felt compelled to clean my closet. And there, tucked among old purses, duffle bags, and dust bunnies… were the shekels.  

Immediately the parable of the lost coin came to mind. My joy was far greater than the monetary value. It felt like an affirmation — that I should go, that I don’t

need to fear, that I am in the right place at the right time. That YHVH is with me, protecting me, guiding me. My life is always in the palm of His hand. 

I’m also grateful to find those funds because I can use every penny. The trip itself — travel and lodging — is paid for. I’ve worked overtime to save. I’ve gathered every resource I can. But three weeks off work is a long time, especially unpaid. 

Which brings me to something I’ve never done before. If your heart is moved, I’m asking for donations toward my trip. Your help would make the journey a little more comfortable and the weeks without income a little easier. I’m not planning a luxury trip, but travel always comes with expenses. 

At the top of my blog, you’ll see links to my payment apps: Venmo, Cash App, and PayPal. I can also receive funds through Facebook Messenger and Zelle. If you prefer another method, please let me know. I would truly appreciate the support. 

Thank you for reading my blog and for walking with me on this journey.