Imagine you are forced to flee your country, only able to take the bare necessities with. You are probably thinking about what is of the most value. At first it may be your house or that expensive jewelry. But they don't really mean that much, they are things, they can be re-bought. So maybe then you think of that pocket watch that has been passed down in your family for generations, or the pictures that you have of the various vacations and big events in your family. But there just isn't the room to bring those with. What do you get to bring with? It's those true, often overlooked treasures that you have, maybe unknowingly, been gathering. It's your ability to encourage those who are lacking in hope, your talent for singing, your knowledge of plants and their growing seasons, your attitude of gratitude, your memories...
In his Sermon on the Mount, Jesus Christ taught the multitude:
Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal:
But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal:
For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.
(Matthew 6:19-21)
When these talents, attributes, and memories become our most valued treasures, we don't need to daily count the coins in our purse to see that none are missing, instead we give of them freely because the giving of these treasures causes them to multiply and flourish.
Some of my treasures of the past week:
Spending an evening with an amazing couple, hearing their stories of raising their kids in Turkey, Spain, Germany, and a few other countries as he traveled with work.
Tea time with a woman that was grateful for a listening ear.
Jokes on our elevator ride with a couple headed up to the 'penthouse suite'.
The old men that pointed me in the right direction when I couldn't find a house number.
A class with a couple that has so much passion for the research they do of their forefathers.
Eating homemade lentil soup as we heard stories of years gone by.
Receiving the perfect little gifts at exactly the right time.
Getting to spend a few hours with Sister Rowe on a split and recount our memories of Nürnberg.
The best 15 minute, 5 language conversation with the sweetest old Italian man.
A short bus ride with a man on his way home from visiting his wife in the hospital, they have been married 59 years and he just doesn't feel complete without her.
Walking the hilly narrow roads of a beautiful village surrounded by the beautiful colors of changing leaves in the crisp fall air.
Being shown the prize Lego possessions of a 4 year old.
So yeah, I feel like a pretty rich girl this week. Thank you all for your love and support.
I wish you a prosperous week full of the best treasures!
Love,
Sister Wahlquist
In his Sermon on the Mount, Jesus Christ taught the multitude:
Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal:
But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal:
For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.
(Matthew 6:19-21)
When these talents, attributes, and memories become our most valued treasures, we don't need to daily count the coins in our purse to see that none are missing, instead we give of them freely because the giving of these treasures causes them to multiply and flourish.
Some of my treasures of the past week:
Spending an evening with an amazing couple, hearing their stories of raising their kids in Turkey, Spain, Germany, and a few other countries as he traveled with work.
Tea time with a woman that was grateful for a listening ear.
Jokes on our elevator ride with a couple headed up to the 'penthouse suite'.
The old men that pointed me in the right direction when I couldn't find a house number.
A class with a couple that has so much passion for the research they do of their forefathers.
Eating homemade lentil soup as we heard stories of years gone by.
Receiving the perfect little gifts at exactly the right time.
Getting to spend a few hours with Sister Rowe on a split and recount our memories of Nürnberg.
The best 15 minute, 5 language conversation with the sweetest old Italian man.
A short bus ride with a man on his way home from visiting his wife in the hospital, they have been married 59 years and he just doesn't feel complete without her.
Walking the hilly narrow roads of a beautiful village surrounded by the beautiful colors of changing leaves in the crisp fall air.
Being shown the prize Lego possessions of a 4 year old.
So yeah, I feel like a pretty rich girl this week. Thank you all for your love and support.
I wish you a prosperous week full of the best treasures!
Love,
Sister Wahlquist