Praying For Change


My son recently came home with a purse he and his friends had found in the park. He said we needed to return it to the owner. This had happened to my son before, and I admired his honesty.

The address was inside, so we both called over. The lady thanked us, but when she checked her purse, she remarked that she thought there had been 2 $20 bills in it – and now there were eight fives.

I looked at my son, who replied, “Remember, Dad, the last lady didn’t have change for a reward.”

(photo courtesy of John Brueste/