I Want My Two Cents Back!

What's up with people?!  So I'm at the register paying my bill for $20.98.  I hand the cashier $21.00.  My change should be TWO CENTS. Instead, I hear "Thank you" and the shut of the cash register door.  This is not the first time this has happened, in fact, it happens A LOT.  Why do people assume I don't want my two cents?

Especially McDonald's.  They don't need my two cents! And at least throw the 2 coins in your Ronald McDonald House donation piggy bank.  And I GUAR---AN----TEEEEE that if i needed 2 cents toward my bill next time around, they wouldn't remember that they kept my money a few weeks prior. 

Even more irritating, the cashiers stand there while I'm waiting for my change and look at me like I'm greedy or stupid or annoying THEM because I want the money that is rightfully mine.  I just don't understand! Really?!

Here's the real reason why it bothers me so much.  Once I dropped some money on the ground, a nickle and a few pennies, I picked up the nickel, and as I was contemplating whether or not the pennies were worth it, God spoke to me.  He said, "I give you EVERYTHING.  Even those few pennies.  You pray for your finances.  You pray for an increase, but you won't even take care of the least amount of money I entrust to you." 

So I picked up the pennies.  And every penny after that.  And I value my change because it is an ever present reminder of how God gives us every single thing that we have, even the pennies in your couch cushion.

God told me to make it important, that's WHY!  So I stand there, expectant and not shameful at all for waiting for the cashier to open that register back up and give me my two cents. Even if it means calling the manager to open it, I don't care. 

"Whoever can be trusted with very little can also be trusted with much, and whoever is dishonest with very little will also be dishonest with much."  Luke 16:10