The lost coin was lost in the darkness of that one-room house, hidden in some corner in the dirt floor. We are lost and will remain lost, if Holy Spirit does not seek and save us. The woman lit a lamp and swept the room carefully, reaching into every hidden crevice. The lamp in her hand speaks of God’s Word. Remember Psalm 119.105: “Your Word is a lamp unto my path and a light unto my feet.” The Word and the Spirit go together. Anointed preaching saves souls.
The woman left aside her other work – cooking, washing, going out to purchase stuff. She was focused on only one task – to sweep the house and find that lost coin. Surely the Church must light her lamp and seek for lost souls. Where are those lost souls? Not only out in the world, but there are some hidden in the church. They come and listen to the messages, but they are not saved. Isn’t it high time we focused on saving those in the house, those who attend the assembly (though they are not born again)?
With what perseverance did the woman go about her task! She sought and swept diligently and was delighted to find the lost coin. “Know ye not that your labour in the Lord is not in vain?” 1 Cor 15.58. We must have a burden for perishing souls.
But there is something else. The coin carried the image of the emperor or king. We carry the image of God. Man was made in the image of God. But now he is fallen, is lost, is cut off from God. It was a silver coin – silver speaks of redemption. The precious blood of Jesus Christ our Lord was shed on the Cross in order to save us. Every soul in this world is valuable to God. We cannot look down on anybody.
Now the woman could have replaced that lost coin with another coin, but she wouldn’t have been satisfied with the substitute. That lost coin was given to her at her wedding; the necklace or headband of ten silver coins was blessed and prayed over. It was precious, reflecting the sanctity of her marriage vows. It was a necklace or band that even the law was prohibited from seizing, because it was sanctified by the marriage vows.
In the same way, just like that little lost silver coin, for God every soul is precious; He cares even for that poor sparrow that dies in winter. He cares for the hairs of your head. Oh, how much more important is the value of a human soul!