There is treasure in travel.

Especially I was itching to get up home to my family. Have not been since July, time flies…

Thinking about how God goes ahead of us, He sanctions travel, what a great way to see, do, experience life, ESPECIALLY a chance to clear the mind to hear Him better. And in doing so, listening to that magnetic pull of my soul, when we listen and obey and follow, He puts us where we should be.

EXACTLY how I felt as soon as I crossed the state border. I stopped stressing about my home/work stuff and refocused to present moment. Going up home 2 nights to see my family. Especially feeling relief in this season of thanks, of harvest, and before it gets cold.

When I got out of the car at a farmstand. almost home, oh the quiet of the countryside struck me. Wow quiet that absorbed the dissipation of clutter in my head. It’s also always a good opportunity to see my mostly 80 plus yrs old family, and it continues my mission to help clean up the family farmhouse. We worked 6 hours Sunday and I filled my car completely with recycling and donations. 

Treasure is in time spent for sure as my mom and I like projects, she loves to work, and treasure is in memories remembered, including seeing my grandpa’s lunchbox, my grandma’s old old hat, our old kids games, all the Thanksgiving cards from 1960 on… Also my mom’s and aunt’s baby dresses, nearly 90yrs old, with cute bonnets. Treasure in trinkets for the memories. 

This new corner to clean up is a room upstairs is a time capsule. I say it is better to clean up than clean out, the good stuff gets put up like a museum for now, while other is donated. One set of papers from traveling was the 1964 World’s Fair, I brought it downstairs for my aunt to see. She appreciates the help and the visit. She also can’t understand how time flies… they all loved traveling then, now travel in memories.

We will keep looking for treasures, not monetary but of memories. Donation is awaiting much of this stuff.

That my devotion for today… giving out is better than garbaging…

Donation over hoarding. Gifting over grabbing. Treasure memories over trinkets. And listening to the Lord’s leading…

Treasure the listening most of all.

Amen

Matthew 6:19-34

Treasures in Heaven

Jesus said: “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

“The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are healthy, your whole body will be full of light. But if your eyes are unhealthy, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light within you is darkness, how great is that darkness!

“No one can serve two masters. Either you will hate the one and love the other, or you will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and money.

Do Not Worry

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?

“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.