As I’m packing, I’m throwing giving stuff away and throwing out a lot. I ran across the following poem in a book I’m reading – Improving Your Serve by Chuck Swindoll. (The book is fabulous, by the way, and I highly recommend it!!). It’s a reminder that I’m to be storing up treasures in heaven, not here in this life (Matthew 6:19):
One by one He took them from me
All the things I valued most;
‘Til I was empty-handed,
Every glittering toy was lost.
And I walked earth’s highways, grieving,
In my rags and poverty.
Until I heard His voice inviting,
“Lift those empty hands to Me!”
Then I turned my hands toward heaven,
And He filled them with a store
Of His own transcendent riches,
‘Til they could contain no more.
And at last I comprehended
With my stupid mind, and dull,
That God cannot pour His riches
Into hands already full.
Does this resonate with you like it did me today? Care to share?