A precious gem

Recently I was sitting on our deck overlooking gorgeous Dillon Lake in Colorado on a beautiful, sunny day. The lake shimmered with sparkles of light, as if millions of diamonds were dancing on the surface. The dazzling light drew my thought back to a time several years before, when I had been praying deeply about the spiritual significance of diamonds and how those ideas relate to each of us as reflections of God.

I had woken up one morning to find the diamond in my wedding ring missing—I saw only a gaping hole where it had been. I immediately searched the sheets, blankets, and bedroom floor, and then the rest of the house, but to no avail. I was sure the diamond had been there the day before, so I concluded it must be somewhere in the house. Over the next several days I continued to look for this tiny, shiny gem, feeling almost frantic at times. I also began to pray.

As I diligently tried to find the diamond, I began to ask myself why I valued it so much. Of course, since it came from my wedding ring, it had sentimental value, but it also had monetary value as a gemstone. Then I began to think more deeply about what this diamond represented spiritually, and what ultimately had real value and substance in my life.

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