Shiny Things

Blood, sweat, tears, patience, and a lot of Grace have culminated in surpassing a very hard road. A celebrated plateau yet only as much as a clearer view of the mountain ahead. This particular venture has been a difficult climb, more stumbles backward than steps forward. In discussions of potential successes in the forefront, thoughts arose outside of the expected, opportunities to enrich myself personally instead of collectively. A twinge of conviction shattered those visions and the Holy Spirit spoke clearly, “these are not your thoughts, this are not our way, we walk in The Light.” Financial worries of late drove visions of easy money, like a lotto ticket where I know most of the numbers. “This is not our way.”

Consider Judas, a man who walked with Jesus, heard His teachings, and witnessed miracles, but saw Jesus only as a path to great riches. The Messiah would overthrow Rome, establish a kingdom and Judas would be seated at the King’s table. Yet Judas was disillusioned because Jesus was not who he was hoping for.  Ironically, he felt somewhat betrayed and along with his greed, he was susceptible to Satan’s schemes. Judas was so consumed by his need to betray Jesus, he accepted they paltry sum of 30 silver pieces, the equivalent of a few dollars, to lead the soldiers to where Jesus was.

Greed and jealousy have a way of skewing my intentions when I cannot see a way out of the darkness. God allows me to build castles until they are washed away by crashing waves to reveal that His Way is the only Way.

In chasing dreams of great riches, I fail to consider the true cost of time spent chasing shiny things. Perhaps my time is better spent pursuing the Kingdom of God and sharing His Love, His Grace, His Forgiveness.

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. Matthew 6:20-21

I am grateful for the angel on my shoulder, showing which treasures to store, where my heart is and where it should be.



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