Story of the Week October 23, 2010, Dimes from Heaven
Dimes from Heaven
We’ve all heard the song “Pennies from Heaven,” and several years ago, I wrote a story about people who were receiving pennies out of the blue—mostly lying on streets or in the bottom of their purses, but also in more random places.
One young soldier was sent to Iraq shortly after his father died, and while there, he found pennies all over the place. This was especially unusual because he was living in a desert, and few people carried coins. The soldier felt the pennies were a signal from his father that the older man was watching over him. He returned home safely.
After the story appeared, I received several responses from people who wanted me to know that pennies were passé—they were receiving dimes! “Dylan, a good friend of mine drowned on a camping trip,” a teenager wrote. “Months later, a few of us started receiving dimes in odd places. None of us had ever heard about dimes from heaven.”
One evening the teens got together simply to talk about Dylan. After they went home, each found several dimes in odd places. “I think it’s his way of letting us know that he is safe and happy,” says one teen. “Every time I find a dime now, I have a sense of peace.”
“Just after my grandmother died, I started finding dimes in the oddest places,” says Susan. “I knew they were from her.” Susan has found dimes on the fireplace, in a stove under the burner, even arranged in little stacks. When her family moved to a new house, Susan opened the empty front closet door and saw a dime sitting in the corner. “I usually find dimes when I am having a troublesome time,” she says. “Then I am reminded of my grandma and I know that everything will be okay.”
Susan has started saving the dimes, and shares the stories with friends who often start to find their own dimes. To her the dimes are a special witness that there is life after death.
“Since my son passed away on January 6th, 2010, my family has been finding dimes,” says a woman we’ll call Anne. “The latest find really confirmed my belief that the dimes are messages from heaven.”
Anne’s son was in the Army Reserves. Recently his four-year-old cousin Benji was at a county fair and visited the Army National Guard booth. The soldiers gave him an Army wallet, and the little boy was thrilled. “The next day, Benji came to show me his new wallet,” Anne says. “He opened the wallet and pulled out a dime! I asked him where he got the dime. He told me that he had found it behind the bed in his sister’s room.”
“This was the room that my son always slept in while visiting his cousins,” Anne says. “I know my son was looking down on us that day and winking.”
What could these stories mean? Is there any spiritual significance to them? Have you ever received coins and regarded them as messages? Comment below!
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I’ve never found dimes but I have Doves. I began to notice during times of extreme stress or sadness that I would start seeing Doves surrounding me. Now mourning doves may be native to Arkansas, I’m not sure, but we never see them in the city. But I noticed Doves were in my yard and I would see them when I was out driving. Sometimes I would just walk out my door and hear them cooing. I realized it was God’s way to tell me He was watching over me and things would be ok. When I am better, the Doves go away. Then when I’m unhappy or stressed, I start seeing them again.
Once when I was particularly low, I turned the corner driving towards my house and across the road on a telephone wire was about 30 or 40 Doves. That really made me smile and I had to say a little prayer that I got the message.
One time I was stressed about something while sitting in my home office looking out the window next to my desk, a dove landed right on the very narrow window sill. LOL I think God knows sometimes He has to hit me over the head to get the message through.
Thank you for your wonderful emails. Cheered me up.
Joan
In reference to pennies and dimes from Heaven. My mom always put all her dimes in a Mite(mission) box. After her death when ever we found dimes we would hold them up and bless them to heaven that they would multiply and then they would go in my mission box. We call pennies Angel Kisses. We kiss all we find, hold them up and bless them to heaven, then they too go in the mission box. My whole family including my sckepitc brother have taken these as signs that Mom and Dad are continually watching over us. When I stress out over tight fiances I often find two pennies-showing me that all will be ok.
Thank you for the wonderful stories.
Mary Acheson
In answer to your question about whether we’ve found coins at special times – My mom passed in 2002, and since then I find pennies especially when I seem to need a special connection to my mom. Sometimes when I’m thinking of her, I think of how nice it would be to find a penny that day, and often I find one right away! Sometimes I “ask” for a penny and find a dime instead. It always makes me feel lighthearted.
One thing that reminded me was finding another penny yesterday, regardless of the dark, rainy day…quite fitting, since my mom just loved a good storm!
Thanks so much for all your heartwarming true accounts of angels and other inspiring stories. Won’t it be heavenly getting to see angels someday in heaven, and thank them for all their help?
Hi Joan,
I heard you last week on Drew’s show( Relevant Radio) as being guest hosted by Chuck Neff. As you told the pennies story and then about the dimes I got chills. About three weeks ago I started finding a dime lying on my home office floor and then on my bedroom floor. At first I thought ” odd but not that unusual”. Then the very next morning …another dime in the same spot on the floor, I remember saying to myself” the dime that wont go away”. Then I found one in the wash, on the bathroom counter….. but then my wife cleaned the kitchen and when she does she always puts everything away. So I come in the house and on the counter is sitting a DIME.
When I was a little boy I would always go up to Ludington Miichigan. for summer vacation( my Mom’s home town) and we would spend time with our grandma, she would always give us some money to go buy a little candy down the street. The money came from a basket of DIMES she collected. She passed away twenty years ago. However this past labor day we returned to Ludington for my parents 60th anniversary and visited the cemetery and drove by her old house.
I also found dimes after my Mother passed. I closed her room off for a while after she passed. Then decided it was foolish after all I added the room on just for her. I would wake up with dimes on the bedspread that were not there when I went to bed and this was every night for the longest time. Then if I was missing something and found it there would be a dime in the shoe or whatever I was looking for there would be the dime.
I would laugh and say “Mom I’ve heard of pennies from heaven, but what did you do, get rich after you got there?!!” (yes I talk to her all the time) We just laughed. After my brother passed for a week later I received dimes. Maybe it was just to let me know he was there with her saying hello.
You had asked whether anyone ever received coins or other items in a special way and I wanted to share with you a wonderful story about my Dad. I was the seventh of eight children. My Dad retired in the mid 80’s from the Southern Pacific Railroad and wanted me to have his railroad key. I was so thrilled that he had given me such a treasure. I kept it in a special place.
Over the years and after three children, my husband and I moved into a new home. My Dad’s railroad key became lost, perhaps due to the move. I was so upset and couldn’t believe I had lost it. I searched for it time and time again, but could never find it.
In 1996 my Dad suffered two major strokes, had to be placed into a nursing home and passed away in 2000. It was such an incredibly sad time for us losing our Dad whom we loved so dearly. My Mom and Dad had been married 56 years.
At Easter time in 2001 I had returned home after a terrible incident which left me feeling very helpless and alone. As I opened one of my dresser drawers in my bedroom where I kept things that were dear to me, I could not believe my eyes. Lying right on top was my Dad’s railroad key! I honestly thought that I must be dreaming. I had not seen it in so many years. I held it close to my heart for the longest time, praising God and thanking my Dad for giving me such a beautiful gift of knowing that he was always near, that he knew what I was going through and that I would never be alone. Our loved ones who go before us are still so close to us and continue to love us. I just wanted to share this story with you, thanks so much.
Bright shiny pennies whenever I clean something I have neglected, also, when I have neglected my daily duties. My Mother saved dimes in the old glass cigar tubes, and I have one I have filled that belonged to her. I now have the habit.
When my grandma on my mother’s side passed away in 1954, my mother was cleaning out the apartment and sat down to rest, she felt her mother touch her shoulder, and her mother’s voice said,”Look under the dresser scarf.” My mother found a dollar there. (Years later) when we cleaned my mother’s home we found an envelope with enough $20 bills to take us all for lunch.
Now all the sisters who are left are hiding coins and money for OUR children to find when we pass. My grandmother used to tie a fist full of pennies in a handkerchief and put it on the oven door for me when I was so small. I had that hankie until I was fifty at least. Our loved ones still love us, just in God’s presence.
One of my son’s friends is Jewish and he happened to mention his grandfather always picked up dimes and seemed to find them a lot. When he passed away the grandson started finding dimes. Now when I find them I call him and say, “I just said ‘Hi’ to your grandfather again!”
Talking about pennies and dimes from Heaven, something came to my mind: coins and my parents voices.
I was at my mother’s house right after she died. I found a little poem book I gave her when I was in 7th. grade for Mother’s Day and it was sitting on her night stand next to her bed. In the kitchen there was a little shelf by the sink. A handful of coins were on it, and something told me to put them in my purse along with the little poem book. I did.
The next day I had to go to the Social Security office to tell them my mother passed away. On my way, there was the McDonald’s in Des Plaines,IL where my dad went for his senior coffees. I heard his voice say,” “Evelyn, stop for
coffee.” My mom’s voice came back and said, “She has to get the business taken care of at the Social Security office.”
His voice was stronger, “Evelyn, stop for coffee.” I turned into the parking lot and went into the McDonalds. I was in line and their voices came back. My mom’s voice said, “Well, Joe, she might as well get a danish!” I smiled and told the clerk I’d like coffee and a danish.
When it came time to pay, I found that the change I found on the shelf was the exact amount for the coffee and danish! I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. I think the clerk wondered what I was laughing about when I left.
Joan, your story brought back the memory of finding those coins, quarters,dimes, nickles and pennies on the shelf in my mom’s kitchen, and the little poem book I gave her many years ago that she kept by her bed.
—Take care, your friend, Evelyn Heinz
My older brother was killed by a hit and run driver four years ago this month, on October 28th.
I have been finding dimes in the strangest places ever since then! Usually it is during times I am under stress or not feeling well. I feel it is my brother’s way of telling me all will be well.
Dear Joan: I just read this week’s bulletin and it sent chills up my spine. My Father died in 1993 and shortly, thereafter, I began to find pennies. I would go into the nurses’ locker room in the operating suite and find a penny in front of my locker even though many other people were in that same place and never saw the penny. I mentioned this to my sister and Mother some months later and they told me the same things was happening to them.
To date, I have filled several large jars with pennies. In June 2010 my sister passed away and since then I have been finding dimes!!! She and my Mother and Father are all up in heaven together and having the best time sending coins down to all of us. Yes, I do believe that we have a special connection to heaven and our loved ones who are spending eternity there. God bless us all.
I have found 2 dimes today in my bedroom. One under the mattress when I changed the sheets and one under the foot of the bed. I shall be paying more attention to the dimes I find right now. I have always found money, but I thought it was because I was always looking for it on the ground.
My Mother used to always say, when you find a penny pick it up. If you go to the bank with 99 cents, they will not give you a dollar. In other words, every penny counts.
My mom had been seriously ill several years before she died. She told me about an old song called pennies from heaven, and told me she would send me some if she could after she passed. My Mom died at age 80. A short time later I was working as a critical care nurse and I got a patient named,Alice, who was a very good friend of my Mom’s. My Mom always worried what would happen to Alice when she got old as she only had a nephew who lived across the country.
I set Alice up in a chair with the bed table next to her and I went to lunch. Ever since my Mom died I was finding a penny whenever I was stressed or missing my mom. When I came back from lunch there were a pile of pennies on Alice’s table. When I asked her where they came from she said ” I don’t know I thought they were yours”! I asked everyone that day but no one had been in her room, visitors or staff.
I guess my Mom wanted me to take really good care of Alice because she sent so many pennies!
Joan
In reference to pennies and dimes from Heaven. My mom always put all her dimes in a Mite(mission) box. After her death when ever we found dimes we would hold them up and bless them to heaven that they would multiply and then they would go in my mission box. We call pennies Angel Kisses. We kiss all we find, hold them up and bless them to heaven, then they too go in the mission box. My whole family including my sckepitc brother have taken these as signs that Mom and Dad are continually watching over us. When I stress out over tight fiances I often find two pennies-showing me that all will be ok.
Thank you for the wonderful stories.
Mary Acheson