Day: January 2, 2010

For Sisters of Faith

Our Treasure

A. Knight
There were some days…and then there were some DAYS….

When these two were growing up life was unpredictable! From an all out girl scrap (notice I did not say fight–although to some it might have appeared as such), to the almost stepped on snake at the pond (by the two pictured above), a broken nose, severed tendon in the hand, car wreck, just to name a few that come to mind tonight. This ever so tired mind. Unpredictable.

But God knew exactly what was going on —at all times in the hearts and lives of each one.
Still does. And He loves me still.
Even on the days the heart is not such a pretty picture.

The girls pictured next are special too.

This morning, mother called me and told me that she “knew” she was loved. She called to thank us for that love. In her treasure box (notes and cards), she re-read all the sweet things that we have shared and gave her over the years. I too have a treasure box. Inside are the treasures that are sweeter than honey. Words of love from those I love.

(Yes, I know it’s an old picture)

Now, when these three girls were growing up, there were not NEAR as many “issues” as the two girls in the first picture. I wonder why? Perhaps it is the better mothering that my mother did…perhaps it is the generation.

The times we were growing up were much simpler. No cell phones. Spankings were not only issued, they sometimes came with very little warning. I think these days, the warnings come and go and nothing is done…..

Unpredictable life. That’s what we have.

One thing is always predictable though, God’s love and mercy and grace.

Understand, therefore, that the LORD your God is indeed God. He is the faithful God who keeps his covenant for a thousand generations and constantly loves those who love him and obey his commands. Deuteronomy 7:9 NLT

God’s Word is our GREATEST treasure. In it we will find His love notes to us. Our instructions for living productive, fruitful and faithful lives. Our instructions for helping others, and for making it to the end.

Our mother, Valeria, taught each of us girls, Aimee the baby, Wanda, the middle, and me the oldest (if you must know), how to give. She taught by example. (Of course the baby brother is not pictured, probably because since he began serving his country in the Air Force right out of college, he has rarely been home for any length of time. Pictures with all of us are scarce as hens teeth.)

In all the days of our lives (not the soap opera), we’ve seen God faithful. Even when we lacked in faith. We’ve seen Him make a mole hill out of a mountain. We’ve seen Him heal, restore, forgive, and lavish us with His love and mercy.

My prayer for my own daughters is that one day, they can look back, dig in their own treasure boxes and see how they were loved—and what God has done in their lives.

What’s in your treasure box?

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