A Pricey Purchase

I know for some of you, just the thought of shopping excites you, and then some of you could either take it or leave it. But just imagine your favorite store. You stroll in with a little bit of cash hoping to find just the perfect thing you’ve been looking for, just praying it falls within your budget. You look and look, rack after rack, shelf after shelf. Then suddenly – THERE IT IS. It’s perfect, just what you’ve been looking for. Inside you’re screaming, “YES! That’s it!” as you scramble for the price tag. You finally find it and turn over the tag in eager, but guarded anticipation. You don’t want to get your hopes up, but what if?? What if it’s the right price? Your eyes focus on the numbers and the wind is taken out of your sails. It costs more than you can spend. Then you look around hopeful that there is a sign that says 50% off or something, but no such luck. You put it back, and try to find something else. The next thing you find is pretty, you know, its OK, but not as nice as the first item. You check the price tag willing to settle. Surprised at the price, you tell yourself, “It’s not THAT pretty!” as you place it back on the shelf and move on. Sometimes you get lucky and sometimes you don’t. More times than not, I walk out of the store without the perfect item because, either I can’t pay the price asked, or the price is more than I think it is worth.


Now imagine yourself on a shelf in a store or a gallery. Your way up high, out of reach to most, kind of pushed to the back in the corner, even a little dusty. Now imagine a very rich man coming into the little shop that is packed wall to wall with items. He appears to be on a mission for the perfect creation. He searches intently as he scans the items in the store. It has to be just right. You begin to think, “He won’t pick me. He’ll never see me way up here, shoved to the back, he probably can’t even reach me. If he did, he wouldn’t want me because I’m so dusty. I look used, he would rather have one of these other things that look new and shiny.” He heads toward your direction in the store, the clerk suggests several items to him, but he politely shakes his head indicating her suggestions aren’t quite what he’s looking for. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he sees you. He appears so excited. Joy fills his eyes. A smile widens across his face. You didn’t realize He was quite so tall. He reaches up with his long arms to the top shelf, reaching you with ease, and suddenly you aren’t on the shelf any more. You are in his hands. He is captivated at the masterpiece you are. He wipes off the dust with his gentle touch as he admires all of your details. He looks for the price tag and finds it. You get apprehensive, “what if the price on my tag is too much?” As if he read your mind, he mumbles “Worth every penny.” Another customer in the store hears him and glances over to see his treasure. The customer gazes at your price tag and says, “kind of expensive isn’t it?” The man agrees, “Yes. Expensive indeed, but there is no price too high. It’s perfect. It’s special, you see, for my father fashioned this many years ago and I would pay anything to get it back.” He smiles and politely walks away toward the cash register, pays the price, and carries his treasure home.

“…………..you are not your own; you were bought at a price.” 1Cor 6:19-20

Amy Dotson, RPDOTK (Royal Princess Daughter Of The King)