If you're like me, there's nothing that enhances a purchase like getting it at a rock bottom price. Decades ago it was style and brand that jumped out at me; now, anything less than "on sale" may as well by-pass my aisle, let along attempt to reach for my cheque book. While visiting friends last month I came across a great deal on the perfect jacket - it was exactly what I was looking for, in perfect condition and at a price I couldn't refuse. Dear Mom, if she was still with us, would have accused me of stealing it.
Apart from the jacket, which by any standards really was a steal, I'm learning that often the most valuable treasures we can possess are those stolen moments of gratitude and encouragement. They're easy to miss or too often taken for granted; sadly there is no amount of cash or credit that can retrieve them once they're gone.
Take today, for instance: the sermon this morning focused on the significant impact we can make in our "ordinary" lives, the blessing of loving others and of being loved in spite of our flaws. Later this afternoon dear friends dropped by unexpectedly. They only stayed a few minutes but their presence and their prayers brightened the rest of my day. Then, just a few minutes ago, I ventured out in the stormy night to mail my weekly letters to the granddaughters. Passing the house next door I caught a glimpse of my daughter-in-law at her sewing machine. How blessed we are and how blessed are our sons to have such wonderful wives and children.
In the ordinariness of life, the greatest gift is experiencing God's grace; treasure beyond monetary redemption yet so unreservedly given!
"that we might know the things that have been freely given to us by God."
