“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth…”
So I’ve been cleaning off my desk the past few days… I’ve got a cute little roll-top desk that I just adore, but it’s a little small. Perfect for most uses, but because of its size, I can’t work at it if there’s too much clutter. So I don’t let it go too long in between tidying up.
But it also has adorable little pigeonholes, which I also love. I appreciate being able to organize things into different places, and being able to find them again when I need them. However, because these cubbies are off the desk, the stuff in them isn’t in my way. Which means I have the “need” to clean them less often. Which means some of the stuff in there has been there for awhile. Months. Or maybe a year. Or more.
So I’m pulling out those papers and birthday cards and photos and CD’s, and making decisions about them. Kinda fun…
One of the things I pulled out today was a CD. It was a sermon from church, maybe three years old. It might have been a sermon that I loved, and wanted to keep to hear again. But more likely it was a Sunday that we were absent, and because our church goes straight through the Bible, I had wanted to hear what I missed. But then I guess I forgot or never around to it. So I put it in my computer today and hit play.
I guess something went wrong when it was recording, and no one realized it. So I took it home and hung on to it, but there was nothing of value there. It was Al Capone’s vault.
It was useless. Except maybe as a coaster. Or to keep birds out of my garden.
Except I don’t have a garden.
Just another reminder ~ as if we need one ~ that the things on earth that we value, are not worth what we think they are.