So I'm breaking the 9-3-9-3-9 pattern of posting I've had so far. It wasn't planned, and I wanted to keep it after I noticed (I like patterns and stability), but that would mean no posting till August. Anyways, I didn't just log on to post about something as insignificant as number patterns, so I'll move on...
God never passes up an opportunity to teach us something - even if we feel like we know it because we've read it hundreds of times in His Word. That really struck home this weekend in preparation for an uprooting. You see, there happens to be a weight limit when it comes to moving, and if that limit is exceeded, well, you pay a shiny penny for it. So this time around, we've had to let go of furniture that goes way back... to the time I was around two years old. Seeing these things given away to strangers was... harder than I had anticipated. Those weren't merely pieces of furniture, they were links to memories and special moments throughout my life so far. God was teaching me an important lesson through mom, who reminded me that we're not to rely on earthly treasures, but heavenly ones. Spend your emotion and care on human beings, not things. I'd heard that verse so many times during devotional and sermons that I could say it in my sleep. But I hadn't really lived it yet. And believe me, I lived it and learned it this weekend. It's hard when God decides to teach us lessons, but we come out of it stronger. Another scab is peeled away, even though it smarts. He's right, though - in the end, what's real in life? What will really matter tomorrow if it's there for you: the people who care about you or the object that collects dust elegantly?
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