Give A Penny, Get A Penny
Give A Penny, Get A Penny
Most gas stations in the South have little change dishes by the register. If you’re paying for a transaction and need an extra penny or two, you simply take one from the dish. People then reciprocate this good turn by dropping a few coins in the dish from time to time, thereby creating a community bank of sorts, based on goodwill.
So in that spirit, this is Southern Plate’s “Give A Penny, Get A Penny” page.” I dearly love positive quotes and am always scouring the web for more so I thought this would be a great place to compile all of those. I’ll post mine, you post yours, and we can all “Give A Penny” when we have one and come back to “Get A Penny” when we need one.
I’ll also draw from these quotes to include at the bottom of my posts and emails that I send out to Southern Plate readers and be sure to credit the person who provided it, so include a link to your blog if you have one.
I would consider it a personal favor if you’d take the time to share a quote of motivation or positivity in the comments section below. Quote yourself, your Mama, someone famous, or our best friend “Anonymous”, it doesn’t matter, long as you drop your penny and then come back on one of those days when you feel like you might need one yourself.
Gratefully,
Christy
I always treat others as I want to be treated and that always works for me
If you think you are too small to make a difference, you have never been in the dark with one mosquito. Unknown
Don’t blow out someone’s candle as it doesn’t make yours burn any brighter.
“We’d never get anything fixed to suit us if we waited for things to suit us before we started.” – Laura Ingalls Wilder
Faith is looking beyond what is and trusting what will be.
It is believing that all things are possible in the midst of impossibilities.
Faith is taking small steps knowing they lead to bigger ones.
Faith is saying yes when everything else says no.
It is the presence of light in darkness, the presence of GOD in all.
-Ellen M. Cuomo-
“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot. Nothing is going to get better. It’s not.” -Dr. Seuss
A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass
jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.
She poured the change out on the floor and counted it
carefully. Three times, even.. The total had to be exactly perfect…
No chance here for mistakes.
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap,
she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall’s
Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention,
but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to
make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with
the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good.
Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on
the glass counter That did it!
‘And what do you want?’ the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone
of voice.. I’m talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven’t
seen in ages,’ he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
‘Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,’ Tess answered back
in the same annoyed tone. ‘He’s really, really sick…..and I want
to buy a miracle.’
‘I beg your pardon?’ said the pharmacist.
‘His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing
inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save
him now. So how much does a miracle cost?’
‘We don’t sell miracles here, little girl. I’m sorry but I
can’t help you,’ the pharmacist said, softening a little.
‘Listen, I have the enough money to pay for it. If it isn’t
enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.’
The pharmacist’s brother was a well-dressed man. He
stooped down and asked the little girl, ‘What kind of
a miracle does your brother need?’
‘ I don’t know,’ Tess replied with her eyes welling up. I just
know he’s really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation.
But my Daddy can’t pay for it, so I want to use my money..’
‘How much do you have?’ asked the man from Chicago
..
‘One dollar and eleven cents,’ Tess answered barely audible.
‘And it’s all the money I have, but I can get some more
if I need to.’
‘Well, what a coincidence,’ smiled the man. ‘A dollar and
eleven cents—the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.’
He took her money in one hand and with the other hand
he grasped her mitten and said ‘Take me to where you live.
I want to see your brother and meet your parents Let’s see if I
have the miracle you need.’
That well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a
surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery.
The operation was completed free of charge and it
wasn’t long until Andrew was home again and doing well.
Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of
events that had led them to this place.
‘That surgery,’ her Mom whispered. ‘was a real miracle. I
wonder how much it would have cost?’
Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost….
one dollar and eleven cents…plus the faith of a little child.
In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.
A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation
of a higher law.