When my two sons were young, I got into the habit of putting a plastic bag in my pocket or in my purse when we went for walks or on a picnic or camping, because I knew for certain a son would find SOMETHING he absolutely had to pick up, take home, and keep as a treasure in a box: rock, stick, bottle cap, flower…. I remember making this analogy back in the 1990’s, again at Community Church of Joy (now Dream City Church) that we ought to approach each day with expectation that God would show up somehow with something we’d want to keep and remember as “treasure.”
This morning in the worship intercession group I’m an eager part of on Mondays, a group of 15-20 women from 8-10 different churches who meet weekly, and have met for 14 years, to sing worship songs as intercession, read from the Bible as the Holy Spirit gives them a nudge, and pray intercession over the unsaved. I’d guess almost every woman there has an unsaved loved one she holds dear to her heart and sings over for them to come to know the precious love God has for them in Jesus. Today Libby “saw” in her spirit a treasure box, and as that took on meaning both as our Lord’s treasure of relationship in our lives and God’s giftings that he wants each of us to boldly, lovingly use, I thought again of what a treasure this weekly meeting and these wonderful women are in my life.
I started attending nearly two years ago,and the conection that led me to the group was a “treasure” I picked up one Sunday morning at church, speaking to the couple sitting in front of us after the service was over.Cate asked me if I knew about the group, and it was in this “serendipitous” moment that God deposited a truly wonderful treasure in the”baggie” of my life.
Yesterday I hiked up the hill to get some aerobic exercise, and as I walked back down,I saw that the gravel heart God had lovingly arranged in the asphalt a month ago had indeed been washed away by rains,convincing me all the more that the Lord himself artfully, intentionally, lovingly arranged that gravel in a place I’d notice after seeing the heart-shaped prickly pear cactus pads on my way uphill, obligingly carved by a javelina who took a strategically placed bite out of each one, turning them into the shape of a heart.
The cactus and gravel are in my “baggie” now. So is the beautiful cloud I saw at sunset over a year ago, one”angel” facing south blowing a trumpet,and one, as my grandson observed,”on skateboard”heading north. So is the amazing blessing I received in 2010 when simple”girls’night out” card-making evening at a conference in Thailand turned into an everybody-blessing day-before-Valentine’s Day blessing to about 50 men, women and children, bringing more joy to others than I’d ever envisioned when my girlfriends back home had helped me pre-cut and pre-stamp and package up the card supplies.
In fact, if I’d journaled every blessing God has poured into my life in the past ten years, I know I’d need a much bigger “baggie”to hold them all. A huge part of the joy I feel in receiving these treasures is being able to share them with you, so my “baggie” isn’t the zipper lock kind, and the “box” of my heart that I put these treasures into isn’t hidden or locked. When I can share some of the truth of what a loving, caring, kind, graciously giving God we serve and heavenly Father we have honestly it blesses me all over again, so maybe my sharing isn’t as “selfless” as you may think. I love it when God tells me or shows me He loves me, all the more given the dark valley the Good Shepherd has been leading me through in the last eight years (admittedly I made some detours I didn’t need to make that led me into some darker gullies than I needed to, or the Lord wanted me to, enter). STILL, and here’s that …BUT…, God has sprinkled and poured His goodness, love and kindness into my life. I know enough about God’s character to brazenly suggest He wants to do the same for you!
See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him. 2 Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be has not yet been made known. But we know that when Christ appears, we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is. 3 All who have this hope in him purify themselves, just as he is pure…. This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers and sisters. 17 If anyone has material possessions and sees a brother or sister in need but has no pity on them, how can the love of God be in that person? 18 Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth. 1 John 3:1-3, 16-18 NIV
7 Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. 8 Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. 9 This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. 10 This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. 11 Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. 12 No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us. 1 John 4:7-12 NIV
The corollary to this truth (yep, I minored in math) is that God has a “treasure box,” too, and if you love Him, know Jesus as your Savior and God as your Heavenly Father, YOU are in GOD’S treasure box!
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8: 37-39
Can I encourage you to “take a baggie” into your life today, tomorrow, and every day to collect the love God wants to surprise you with, and keep it open to share with others? Gosh, if we all did that un-selfconsciously, can you imagine the joy we’d spread and receive?
A “…BUT…” to pray: Oh, gracious,loving Father,I’ll bet I’vewalked by treasures you had in my life many times. BUT that doesn’t stopyour love, your heart to reveal yourself to me, so help me bring a baggie into this day, and I’ll eagerly look for the treasure you have for me to see,hear, feel,know, keep close to my heart and share. Holy Spirit,bring one to my remembrance even now __________________________________ In Jesus’ name, amen and thanks, my loving, giving God!