Buried Treasure

One night last week, PB and I drove out to Devil’s Lake State Park.  After a busy day, we like to go to the lake to soak up the natural beauty and unwind.  Sometimes we walk around the lake or climb the bluffs, but occasionally we do my personal favorite: sit on a picnic table and look at the water.

That evening, a young family happened to stroll by and PB struck up a friendly conversation.  We talked about their dog, a retired racing greyhound.  While we chatted, their little girl ran up and down the path and their young son dug in the dirt with a stick.  Before they moved on, the mom asked her boy if he was writing his name in the dirt.  He replied that he was marking the spot with an X because there was treasure buried there.  She smiled at her little guy and then explained to us that he had been leaving X’s all over the park.

The family began to walk toward the parking lot when PB leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Watch this.”  Then my hubby took two quarters out of his pocket, placed them on the X and kicked a little dirt over them.   “Excuse me!” he called out. “There’s something here!”  The boy stopped in his tracks, raced over to the spot and bent down to see if it was true.  A look of wonder came over his face as he picked up the coins.  He began to jump up and down, shouting, “Treasure!  I got treasure!”

I looked over at PB and thought, “I got some treasure, too.”

“He who refreshes others will himself be refreshed.”  Proverbs 11:25

2 thoughts on “Buried Treasure

  1. Dinah–what a neat time–I would have loved to see the boys face and better yet the look of the parents–simple little acts go a long ways

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