The Lost Straw Brush

by Joanna Pierce on May 22, 2019

You know you’re getting old when your husband plucks a straw brush off the wall at the store, shows it to you, and you feel a rush of excitement. I’m not ashamed to admit I was beyond excited when my husband located this tiny contraption. When you find one thing that can make your life better (or easier)—such as cleaning out the inside of a reusable straw—you’ll make room for it in your life.

The very next day, I put the newly-purchased straw brush to good use. I easily washed multiple straws, overjoyed the product actually worked. (It really doesn’t take that much to make me happy, folks.) Product use continued for about a week, and then one morning, I went to utilize my beloved new kitchen tool and it was gone: vanished, without a trace.

I searched for several minutes and stopped. I assumed my husband had put it away somewhere in the kitchen unbeknownst to me. I was bothered albeit steady in the abandonment of my search—I knew my husband would help unearth the object when he awoke. But, he later announced he didn’t know where my precious gizmo was. I was crestfallen. Where was my straw brush?!?

I searched my entire kitchen, but to no avail. I left, came back later (with a flashlight), and searched again. I repeated my search again while on the phone with my sister. Obviously distracted from our conversation, she urged me to tell her what was wrong. Exasperated, I told her, “I can’t find my straw brush!” She laughed (a bit too harshly I might add) and told me to buy a new one. But, I was adamant I’d find my straw brush. I didn’t need a new one, and I certainly wasn’t wasting another $3 on something I’d already purchased. And, so my search continued—many days—until I finally recovered it.

Either what woman having ten pieces of silver, if she lose one piece, doth not light a candle, and sweep the house, and seek diligently till she find it? (Luke 15:8, KJV)

In my recent straw brush-hunting escapade, I recalled this parable. Jesus tells of a woman owning 10 pieces of silver, equating to about $1.50 in sum. When one piece went missing, she put everything into finding that coin, even though it was worth only 15 cents.

Am I comparing my straw brush to this woman’s piece of silver? In a way, yes. Like me, that silver made the woman’s life better. We both shined a light into darkened places in our relentless search. We each owned something that held a certain value. There are remarkable parallels: value, light, etc. and both have the same underlying message to the story.

For the woman, it wasn’t just that the 10 coins were all she had, it’s what they represented. They were her future, her livelihood, and I’ve even heard some theologians say her dowry and token of fidelity to her betrothed. But, even under the mask of those reasons, the 10 pieces of silver represented her salvation. First and foremost, she was going to do everything in her power to find it and keep it.

Our salvation and relationship with God make our lives infinitely better. However, I wonder how many of us cling to and search for our salvation the same way this woman hunted for her silver piece or the way I sought my straw brush. Do we understand the true weight and significance of our salvation that we would stop everything we’re doing to find it? Are we willing to forsake all else to keep it?

Many times, we prioritize the wrong things and expend our energy and resources to save (or find) something that won’t last us eternity. We lose sight of the things that truly matter. Lord help us seek you and our salvation with an intensity and passion that exceeds every other area of our life. He’s the greatest treasure we could ever own in this life or the next. Seek Him and He will be found.