Twelve stones

Years ago, a coworker borrowed a nickel from me for the vending machine. He returned the nickel a few days later, making a joke about God giving back to us when we give. Though he was only joking, it was a powerful message that I needed at the time. So I taped that nickel to my wall as a reminder. The plastic ID holder in my wallet finally gave up the ghost this evening. Going through the contents was like a brief journey to my past. During that journey, I came across a card I’d put in a specific spot Read More