Money on the Ground

A friend of mine told me an interesting metaphor a couple weeks ago. He said that love is a lot like finding money on the ground. You don't really look for it, but when you do find it you feel so thankful. When you actively look for money on the ground, you will probably end up with some pennies and maybe a pretty dime or two if you're lucky, both of which won't get you very far. But when you least expect it or even maybe care for it, you may just stumble upon something greater... something worth more than any monetary value that may come across your feet.

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Whether you pick it up or not is up to you. Perhaps someone lost what you may have found and is out there desperately searching to find it again. Or maybe you would rather bless the next soul that may come across whatever you found. Regardless, there was a reason why you found it at all, and it is ultimately your decision that will determine what happens next. We can all find hundred dollar bills on the ground but not all of us can make them last...