But you are not like that, for you are a chosen people. You are royal
priests, a holy nation, God’s very own possession. As a result, you can show
others the goodness of God, for he called you out of the darkness into his wonderful
light.—1 Peter 2:9
“I’m surprised you didn’t find the crest,” said high school
student Mariah, referencing the pendant necklace borrowed from my colleague for
the after-school murder mystery.
“What crest? Where
was it?” cried the students who had just completed the clue-finding circuit.
As leader of the campus ministry, Mariah had orchestrated
every last detail of the outreach event and recalled where she had placed it. “In
the garbage can in the ladies restroom.”
“The only thing we found in the garbage can was the journal.”
I knew that was true, for I was the one who had RE-placed it
there, having rescued it earlier from the custodian’s trash hopper.
A quick check in the restroom confirmed our fears. The crest was gone.
