Earth Treasure Stored In My Heart

March 29, 2013 in Five Minute Friday,lessons for moms,Perfectionism

I am sentimental. Earthly treasures can acquire excessive value in my  mind depending on the person or circumstance the object reminds me of. What this translate to is this: I overreact when people break things.To put it bluntly, I sin.

Treaures on earthI know the things themselves are the sort of objects Christ told us not to store up. They can get stolen, eaten by bugs or rust. I know people are more important. Still, I attach memories to objects and when someone breaks something, my reminder of that memory is gone.

My Bug, she likes shiny things. As a toddler she gravitated to shiny things, especially once- a -year shiny things hanging on the Christmas tree. My dad used to travel regularly to Europe for business when I was a kid. He would bring me home small crystal animals for the tree. Bug, one year, despite repeated warnings and punishments, she broke every one of those ornaments.

Carelessly tossing words, I continued to punish my Bug for years for the broken ornaments by teasing her about how she breaks things. This year, confident she was more cautious, she asked to put one of the glass angels on the tree. The fragile winged being had none of the strength of Bible angels and shattered when Bug dropped her. That ornament had no meaning to me. I did not mind. But Bug, she sobbed about how she was a failure, how she couldn’t do anything right, how I wouldn’t love her now.

God in his gracious way reminded me of the crystal ornaments, of my burdening words and overemphasized sentimentality. I assured my girl of my unending love.

How about you?  Do you ever struggle to keep a light touch on the things of this world?

Overjoyed to be participating in this 5-minute writing exercise with so many wordsmiths at Lisa-Jo’s. Today’s word: broken. Join us.


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April March 29, 2013 at 4:39 am

Last Christmas during a play date my friend’s son broke the ornament with our son’s monogram on it. We had bought it for him the year he was born and had been searching all over for a similar one for his baby sister. When my friend came to me carrying the shattered pieces, it took so much for me to not let her see how devastated I was. The ornament was nothing special – a generic monogrammed bulb you find at your basic big-box store – but I loved it so much. I am thankful, though, that I didn’t lose it in that moment, because that friendship and the feelings of her young son mean so much more than a broken piece of glass.

Visiting you from 5MF 🙂 Love your piece 🙂 Now following you on twitter — I look forward to perusing your blog further as I admit I’m a bit terrified about raising a daughter 😉


Loni March 29, 2013 at 5:02 am

Ahhh yes, we can hold on to the temporal things too close, can’t we? Thank you for the good reminder!


Positively Alene March 29, 2013 at 2:39 pm

You are striking a chord today friend!! This is what I wrote about. A totally new broken place for me that past few months. But oh how the preciousness of Jesus comes to life when we but let go of our treasures!!! Love this. Love you.


Amy P Boyd March 29, 2013 at 3:34 pm

With a recent threat of losing my job I became painfully aware of how tight I hold on to the things of the world. God brought me to the point of complete brokenness to remind me what is really worth holding on to. Thanks for a word picture reminder.


Amy Tilson March 29, 2013 at 9:07 pm

This has been so close to me lately and something I am still struggling with in certain areas. i’m not terribly sentimental about objects, but there are times that I feel my world will crash when something is damaged. Thanks for this encouragement to let go.


pruningprincesses March 31, 2013 at 6:21 pm

Oh Amy. Letting go is so logical and reasonable and perfect. And yet, I hold on tight. I pray both of us will be able hold lightly to this world.


Becky Daye March 30, 2013 at 3:02 am

Oh, friend- I feel like we speak the same language! But this year, hanging the ornaments, guess who dropped the favorite one? ME!!! It was an incredibly wonderful lesson for me as my children watched to see my response. Gulp! As I looked at the true treasures- their three little faces- I knew how I needed to respond. Isn’t it just like God to give us those moments where we have to change?!!


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