A while back, Jason was running through Ravenna Park near our house on some trails there. As he was running, at one point, he saw something sparkle on the trail. As he brushed off the dirt on it, he saw that it was a diamond earring. For a while, it sat on our kitchen counter and we looked up some ways we could try to figure out if it was real. Honestly, my first thought was that it was a cubic zirconia. To the naked eye, these two gems can look exactly alike so we did a scratch test (diamonds can scratch glass), we tried to read a newspaper through it (real diamonds refract light so it's impossible to read letters through them while with a cubic zirconia you can make out letters as you look through it), and we tried to breathe on it (diamonds don't retain heat so they'll become almost instantly clear again. Cubic zirconia will stay cloudy.) This little rock that Jason found was passing all of these tests, but I was not convinced. Finally, we took it to a jeweler to get a professional opinion. Much to my surprise, the jeweler told us that Jason had indeed found a diamond in the rough. Not only was it a real diamond, but it was a 0.75 carrot diamond worth about $2500 (if you were to buy a similar diamond in a jewelry shop now)!!! We never saw a sign posted that someone had lost an earring so we had no way of knowing who the rightful owner was. And rather than selling it, we've decided to keep it for one of the kids to have down the road. It's such a cool story that they will have that their dad found this on a run on a trail by their house when they were little.
I was running on a bridge over this park today where Jason found the diamond and I thought about this story. I also thought about how it related to your story too.
There are lots of quotes out there on diamonds, but I like this one in relation to you:
It is my prayer that under this incredible stress that you are facing that you both would trust that a diamond is under construction. It is my prayer that God would give you eyes to see the diamonds in the rough along the trail. It is my prayer that you would be alert to the surprises of God and that you would not miss the sparkle that is right before you.
I was listening to this song while I was running across the bridge over the park and as I was recounting the diamond story in my mind. It seems an appropriate note to leave you with today:
Praise the Lord, O my soul
Oh and all my inmost being
Praise the Lord, O my soul
Don’t forget His love
Who forgives all of your sins
And who heals all your diseases
Who redeems your life from the pit
And who crowns you with His love
Who satisfies your desires
Oh with good and lovely things
Who renews your heart
Like a flight on eagles’ wings
Praise the Lord, O my soul
Oh and all my inmost being
Praise the Lord, O my soul
Don’t forget His love
-Ellie Holcomb
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