The World and Stuff
But as for me, I will never boast about anything except the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ. The world has been crucified to me through the cross and I to the world. Galatians 6:14
I would like to say I am like this but, every now and then I boast and see how empty and vain it is, no one is impressed by pride.
However, I can say the works is being crucified to me through the cross. Less and less do I care to go and look at stuff. I go when I have a need. There was a time when I delighted in the excuse to go off shopping. Now it is the opposite.
All this week I knew that I was running out of toothpaste and every day I came home without venturing out of the office, except for yesterday. We had a training day in the lovely town of Armidale, NSW, Australia.
It is a delightful town and currently made more beautiful by the autumn shades which are very pronounced there. There are a lot of old building and churches. After the course was finished my colleague and I had dinner at a nice little restaurant and lo and behold there was a homeward shop next door. I went in because it was an attractive shop and I thought of buying my mother a gift, which I did. However, 10 minutes was enough and I was ready to leave.
I am no longer enticed to go to exhibitions or shows. I have become a homebody. I would rather stay and talk to my mother or play her a game. I delight in watching this elderly woman come alive as she joins a gym at 81 and U3A. (University of the third age). I am treasuring the times I spend with my grandchildren. Today I received a letter from one of my grandsons, he is 5. He drew me a picture and posted it to me himself. It made my day. I bought a cute card and wrote a letter in it to tell him how much I loved him and what he did.
This is what counts and is far more precious than jewels. In relationships we lay foundations and build houses and fill those houses with treasures call memories. Good memories are important!
I would like to say I am like this but, every now and then I boast and see how empty and vain it is, no one is impressed by pride.
However, I can say the works is being crucified to me through the cross. Less and less do I care to go and look at stuff. I go when I have a need. There was a time when I delighted in the excuse to go off shopping. Now it is the opposite.
All this week I knew that I was running out of toothpaste and every day I came home without venturing out of the office, except for yesterday. We had a training day in the lovely town of Armidale, NSW, Australia.
It is a delightful town and currently made more beautiful by the autumn shades which are very pronounced there. There are a lot of old building and churches. After the course was finished my colleague and I had dinner at a nice little restaurant and lo and behold there was a homeward shop next door. I went in because it was an attractive shop and I thought of buying my mother a gift, which I did. However, 10 minutes was enough and I was ready to leave.
I am no longer enticed to go to exhibitions or shows. I have become a homebody. I would rather stay and talk to my mother or play her a game. I delight in watching this elderly woman come alive as she joins a gym at 81 and U3A. (University of the third age). I am treasuring the times I spend with my grandchildren. Today I received a letter from one of my grandsons, he is 5. He drew me a picture and posted it to me himself. It made my day. I bought a cute card and wrote a letter in it to tell him how much I loved him and what he did.
This is what counts and is far more precious than jewels. In relationships we lay foundations and build houses and fill those houses with treasures call memories. Good memories are important!
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