*Disclosure: this is literally about poop, which may not be your thing. (It's not really mine either, but it's relevant. ..even theological). So, you may want to skip this post and move on to the next.
My dear sweet child unfortunately has weak teeth (or poor hygiene, or both) and she has had more dental work in 3 years than I have had in 33 years. She has 5 crowns, maybe 6. And on Friday, one came loose and she swallowed it. I called the dentist and she was out of town, so we have to wait for Monday. Insurance won't cover the replacement, so we will owe around $400. (Yippee) Sigh.
The hygienist suggested we "watch" for it. I can't even begin to describe how giddy that makes me. So we talked and talked to Ruth about not flushing and letting me know if she had a bowel movement.
At dinner I asked if she'd pooped and she said, "Yes, and I didn't flush, just for you!" Oh goody!
So I grabbed a bucket and gloves and went upstairs. And I "looked" for this $400 treasure piece.
I warned you. .."literally about poop".
And, ironically I started thinking theologically. ..where is the God-message in this?
And I thought, "I wonder how often this happens. ..we accidentally swallow/lose something precious that God has given us, and then we wait for it to "appear" and hope God will sift through the shit to recover our treasure."
Regrettably, the crown didn't appear, so I get to look forward to this "joy" again today. And I couldn't help but think of God..."Oh boy, I get to do this again tomorrow. .." sigh.
Sometimes we have accidents, and sometimes we lose very valuable things because of it, and then we have to sift through the shit (excuse the language, but if you've ever done this chore, you get it, it's not glamorous) if we ever want it back. And God, who is a loving and faithful parent, will grab a bucket & get some gloves on, and help us recover that which is precious.