I don’t think I’ll ever be rich. Not in the way our culture perceives it.
I don’t have tons of stuff. I don’t even have a nice van. It’s pretty crummy, but that’s okay; I try to keep the bar relatively low in that regard.
But, I am rich.
My house is filled beyond my wildest imagination.
I am exceedingly, abundantly blessed. Because Life lives in my home and heart and soul.
He fills each corner with grace and draws my eyes unto Himself when the road is rough. He reminds me of the bounty He’s placed around my table. He equips me with tools to teach and train. He’s armed me with the Sword of the Spirit.
One day, when my anchor’s forever cast, we’ll sit and look upon the collected treasures of my heart. And, there, I’ll see exquisite Love poured out on me and these children of mine.
My fine treasures.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless His holy name! (Psalm 103:1)
Author: Melissa Bronson