Glimpses of grace seen in the everyday

My Treasure

A string of perfect pearls, added one at a time.  A chest full of dazzling gems, each one sought, saved for, collected, and enjoyed.  I love beautiful things, especially jewels.  One of my favorite places is the Smithsonian museum where dazzling treasures of this sort have been  put on display for ordinary people like me to enjoy.  My own jewels consist of my engagement and wedding ring and a tiny ruby in a necklace given by my grandparents for graduation.  Oh yes, and three necklaces of inexpensive—but real!—pearls of irregular shapes and great character. 

But, as I realized this morning, I am accumulating a treasure much more lasting and precious than jewels.  Lately I have resumed the practice of memorizing Bible passages.  Having given up on it years ago, assuming that I was too old for anything to stick anymore, I was recently challenged to join a group of others my age, and off we went!  Each verse I store in my mind and heart is another rare pearl strung together together into a priceless necklace to be taken out and enjoyed anytime, anywhere. And every passage learned is another unique piece of jewelry to prize, use, and enjoy.  As I display these through my life (not just around my neck!) I know that my character will become more beautiful, and I will more closely resemble my Heavenly Father who gave them to me.

And this treasure is available to anyone, not just the wealthy.  Well, I must qualify that.  Today I participated in the dedication of a newly completed translation of the New Testament into a minority language of the country where I live.  And there I was reminded that almost 2000 languages in the world are still without any portion of the Bible. Hearing this, I am challenged 1) to appreciate the treasure of God’s word in my own language all the more, and 2) to renew my efforts to help make it available to the 180,000,000 people who do not yet have access to it in the language of their heart. 

Your teachings are worth more to me
than thousands of pieces of gold and silver.  Psalm 119:72

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Comments on: "My Treasure" (3)

  1. You used beautiful imagery and metaphor here… what a beautiful comparison. And if that comparison were continued, it would involve plunging our hands into the earth and getting dirt under our fingernails, probing to dig out and chip away at mud-covered treasure, washing away the dirt, and polishing/ refining/ cutting it. By now, its beauty is clear to see, and all the time we have spent digging and refining and paying attention to detail and creating has come to fruition in that beauty.

    • Thanks, Becca :). Your imagery is even more beautiful. And it’s well worth all the digging. I don’t think we can improve on it, though, by polishing or cutting. God’s word is perfect as it is. Or maybe the translation process could be seen as some of that processing…to make it accessible to others…

  2. …whatever is lovely…thanks for sharing this bit of loveliness! some great perspective, Donna.

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