For some time now our youngest daughter has been telling me I need a new Bible. In her words mine is “too crusty”. A new Bible was my special gift from my husband and children this year. They got me a study Bible because they thought it would be helpful in teaching Sunday school. The gift and the wonderful thought my family put into it will be something I will always cherish! What is of the greatest value to me is the fact that she thought my Bible was too worn. This got me to thinking about what do I really want to leave behind when God calls me home. Do I want to be shiny and new possessing a shiny new Bible? Do I want to have riches and material things stored up? Here is a list of what I truly want to leave behind someday. What would your list consist of?
As a mother what do I want to leave behind for my children?
I want to leave behind worn out Bibles from hours spent seeking God’s wisdom in how to raise them and how to live.
I want to leave behind worn out knees from hours of praying for guidance, for protection, for my family, and the world we live in.
I want to leave behind worn out hands from a life spent serving others.
I want to leave behind a worn out back from helping others carry their burdens and giving them to God.
I want to leave behind worn out feet from working and never being idle.
I want to leave behind a worn out heart from loving, empathizing, and having compassion for all others.
I want to leave behind worn out vocal cords from singing God’s praise.
I want to leave behind a life well spent and lived to the fullest.
I want to bring the only thing that I can bring when I die and that is friends and family my life has helped lead to Jesus.
Matthew 6:19-21 “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
Ah, I love this post. Somebody smart once told me, “a bible that’s falling apart belongs to a woman who isn’t.” 😉
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