The Lost Ticket
There is nothing I like more as a pre-Christmas spiritual lift than a live performance of Handel’s Messiah. So I was elated when the ticket I ordered on line showed up in my mail on Friday. This would be the first in several years that I’d be able to attend the Toledo symphony’s presentation.
A day or two passed and something nagged at my mind. Where had I put that cherished ticket? Then I realized I had cleaned up the counter and… No, I wouldn’t have thrown it away… Or did I?
I opened the drawer that houses the trash bin, and there, under used coffee grounds, was a small stack of junk mail I had recently received. The second item down was the ticket, still in its envelope.
I am sure that a few coffee stains won’t prevent me from using that ticket at Sunday’s performance. I know I will enjoy the music even more as I contemplate a story of salvation and hope…and a near-loss of opportunity.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him might not perish but might have eternal life.”