A ring.

What is the point of wearing a ring. Soon after I was separated I stopped wearing my ring, I use to find it to hard to be honest, I use to find that seeing this ring made me have hope that was not coming back and it was just to much. However as I look back and remember a sermon from Hope community church in Raleigh of how a ring is made of metal that cannot be broken I am reminded that even through my pain I wished I had kept that ring on. It is not that it would of changed anything but it would of been the right thing to do. It is like pink ribbons every time I see them I reminded of the fight for cancer patients and my sister inlaws fight. Things change us and things need to not be so easily broken. Christ did not stop caring for us and some may think it is silly to wear a cross, but if that helps a person to be reminded of how much Christ gave for us then I see nothing wrong with it. That ring I lost once my heart was broken and fratically tried to find it. I am sure God feels the same when we turn from Him we take off our ring, so to speak, no cares no obligation to a man who gave everything.
So in my regrets I see the value of a simple ring. In your regrets perhaps you can see value in things that you did not. I have three tins from my brothers shop their value is greater than so much, I am thankful that my children and I have one each. They mean nothing to someone else but all to me. Take a moment and just think of where in your life you need to see that special value as I type I see that special value in the people who take the time to read my blog.
Thank you.
Please have a cup of tea with me today.