Wednesday, May 9, 2012
I wrote this years ago, but it applies today. What are YOUR treasures?
BOUND BY TREASURES
I walked in the park today. My children collected a pocketful of treasures... pinecones, feathers, a shiny bottle cap, a razzle-dazzle piece of colored glass, and a sandstone rock.
"A real diamond, Mom; look how it sparkles!"
An old man with a metal detector unearthed his treasures too...a rusty nail, a key, a broken horseshoe and a few loose coins.
A young man sped by in a noisy red car, stereo shaking the trees...proudly displaying his treasures.
My treasures are not as tangible...early morning, summer breeze, my health, my eyes, my ears; a walk in the park, a whisper in the dark, daffodils in the spring. The older I get the more I realize that my treasures are still the same: peace of mind, aiding mankind, knowing that God is near; a child's
smiling face, a quiet place, sitting by the shore.