Somebody just paid $31,200.00 for John Lennon’s tooth?
They’re kidding, right?
No, they’re not. Somebody in England really bought it.
It’s a tooth, people!
It’s not often that I find myself truly shocked by our cultural choices anymore. I guess I’ve lived long enough now that I’ve become numb to the outrageous around us, but this one did me in. People have the right to spend their own money any way they want; they’ve earned it. I don’t have a problem with that. It’s not the use of money that got my fur all fuzzed up this morning, but the stewardship of it.
Apparently Lennon’s tooth, his $31,200.00 tooth, was too fragile to be tested for authenticity. The auction house couldn’t do a DNA test on it because it might break apart, so they just trusted the word of the person who presented the tooth to them that it was, indeed, Lennon’s tooth.
You mean somebody sank that much money into an artifact they didn’t even verify was real?
They bought it.
Hook, line, and sinker.
Unbelievable. It could be a fake and they have just plunked down 31k for a white elephant. Now they’ll add Lennon’s Tooth to those History Channel specials that investigate the world’s great conundrums, like the search for Holy Grail and the origin of the Shroud of Turin.
I can hear the narrator now: “Is this really a Beatle’s back molar? We may never know, but a believer from the 21st Century was so convinced it was John Lennon’s tooth, that the Fab Four fanatic forked over the family fortune for it.”
You know, it’s really not so unbelievable. I’ve bid on a few “Beatle’s teeth” in my day; maybe you have too. I’ve exchanged things of precious value in my life only to realize that what I received in return was totally worthless. I’ve exchanged the integrity of my word to gain others’ esteem, patient waiting for self-promotion, a peace-filled heart for an anxiety-ridden one, and kindness to my family for controlling belligerence. I’ve exchanged the truth for lie.
“Knowing that you were not redeemed with perishable things like silver or gold from your futile way of life inherited from your forefathers, but with precious blood, as of a lamb unblemished and spotless, the blood of Christ.” 1 Peter 1:18-19 (NASB)
My life was rescued with something far more valuable than money; it was purchased with the blood of Jesus Christ. Jesus’ ransom, His payment for my soul was not merely the expense of one life for another; it was an investment. Jesus didn’t purchase a Beatle’s tooth when He sacrificed Himself for me on that cross; He had done His homework. Jesus believes my soul has value and was willing to pay the price for it.
My life is that valuable?
Yep, He bought it.
Jesus invested in me, and I’ve been willing to exchange His precious sacrifice for a Beatle’s tooth?
How grateful I have been for His grace and forgiveness!
“Buy truth, and do not sell it, Get wisdom and instruction and understanding.” Proverbs 23:23 (NASB)
Wanna buy a tooth?
©Copyright, 2011 by Donna Tallman.