Its almost nine oclock and I finally have time to write. A long day.
I did a funeral today and I read Matthew six where Jesus was talking about storing up treasures in heaven. That led me to think about something in a book I’ve been reading. In the book Have A Little Faith by Mitch Albom, Mitch writes about being asked to give the eulogy for his Rabbi. Mitch spent a lot of time over eight years learning more about the man that was the only clergy he ever had. On one occasion while visiting Mitch watched his 90 year old Rabbi cleaning out his office. Watching as the Rabbi was moving from one pile to another, one stack of books to another, from one clutter to another that had so characterized his office Mitch wrote:
“It was as if he was packing for heaven, touching everything and taking nothing.”
What a way to put it. If we could spend our time packing for heaven, touching everything that means something to us, those memories might just be part of our treasure we’ve stored. I know that the good that we do expecting nothing in return is part of our treasure too, but I think that the love we share with each other, the friendships, the memories, the times we laughed together and cried together, those things are part of our treasure too.
Peace
Jim
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