I feel a post coming on!

Yay. I did it. I came back. I am hoping that I will feel "posty" again for awhile.

I write "posty" thinking of my seven year old daughter who asks me when she wants me to get my jewelry making supplies out if I am feeling "beady" today. It always makes me smile even if I am not feeling "beady."

I was reflecting on this past year as well as on to the new year and I think I see a theme. I don't want this to leave you feeling sorry for me, but hold on I have a point.

This year I have lost the following:

• at least a hundred dollars worth of food in my cabinets due to critters . . .moths and weevils. Can you say, "yuck?"
• my purse . . .well it was not lost but taken from me at Hobby Lobby. It had about $500 in cash. . .no I am not rich, just blessed after Christmas, my Iphone (work phone), as well as my brand new camera my mom had just bought me for Christmas, as well money off of my credit and debit cards from the "stealers." Can you say, "naughty people?"
• my feeling of safety in my own home. "Ike" visited Arkansas and left a tree hanging through my roof right above where I was sleeping. Now when we have a storm I can't sleep because I am scared of the few trees we have in our yard. Can you say, " yikes, ikes?"
  
• this past week we lost even more food because of the ice storm we had in my little town. It left devastation and trees over all of Arkansas. Can you say "Oh no, not again."
  

I say all of this because I see a theme running here. No, I do not think the Lord caused these things to happen so I would clean out my cupboards and fridge, but I do think He allowed them to turn us back to Him. You could probably guess the verse I am thinking of but it comes from Matthew 6.

19"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

Yeah, let that speak for itself. Our home and feeling of safety and trust do not come from this place, it comes from our real home in Heaven. Thank you Lord for giving me my small, sutle hints of where my treasure is. I am so thankful that this is not great tragedy like so many experience with the loss of children or friends. I will take the small tragedies any day.

Thank you for allowing me to get that post out of my system.