Yes, jawjaw, that's the same type thing that happens with me. The pennies seem to come down at "appropriate times", as if our loved ones are wanting us to know that they're with us in spirit. And they are...

When I worked in a High School the janitor picked up all the pennies and siover coins after break time.
He made £'s during the school year. It seems te small change was too little to other about around the tuck shop.Also some pupils threw them as missiles.
Me...
I see a found coin as a lucky penny and pop it in the door space of my car for luck.Sometimes I leave a coin lying to cheer someone else up......
Mountain Ash

Ahhh....Mountain Ash. What a lovely person you are. I never thought to LEAVE coins somewhere so someone needing them might find them. Wow...you've given me a great idea! You are so kind to the world!

JJ

Grandma said, "Watch your pennies and the dollars will take care of themselves." I always pick up pennies I see on the ground. "See a penny...pick it up...rest of the day, you'll have good luck." That's what goes through my mind, always.
Ciao,

Well JJ, did you buy a clothes hamper or not?

My husband died quite suddenly without warning in a Red Roof Inn in Louisville, Ky. We were on our way back from the first family reunion he had attended in 17 years. We had my two grandchildren with us. Dublin was sleeping in one of the double beds and Aaliyah was in a crib.

My husband and I had been semi drivers together for 3 years sharing every moment together. One day while we were parked at an industry, I was walking and talking to God. I told God I was lonely and just wanted some kind of knowledge everyday that he was aware of me, knew just where I was and what I was doing and thinking.
As I walked, something bright caught my eye in that industrial yard. I bent down and picked up a shiny new penny. God spoke to my heart and said that I would find a penny everyday to remind me of his love and attention toward me.
I found a penny everyday since then, but after John died, I was on my way home feeling like I had somehow "left" him in Louisville as the grandkids and I drove back to FL.

We stopped at a convenience store and understand my heart was broken to pieces and I was devastated and trying not to show it. The kids were asking incessant questions re his death and where was he?

I looked down at the ground and instead of finding my one penny, there were two side by side right by the driver's side door where I couldn't miss them.

Now every once in a while when things are really hectic and I'm wondering if I'm going to make it, I find two pennies together reminding me that John is with our Lord and they are watching and caring for me and the kids.

Beautiful story New Leaf. Your pain and you seeking comfort is a hard road to travel; a road that surely must be conquered again and again.

I'd like to share a quote with you; maybe you haven't heard it yet.

Quote:

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Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.
-- Victor Hugo

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Hannelore, love that, go to sleep in peace. God is awake. Very comforting.

Newleaf, what a touching story. I am going to be more conscience fo what's going on in my life when I see pennies on the ground. I'll try to make soem connection to a loved or lost one.