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It wasn’t just a fishing pole. It wasn’t just a camping trip. It wasn’t just bubbles and a wand or a kite soaring above ocean waves with tiny hands gripping a spool of string. It wasn’t just simple ingredients mixed together on a rainy morning where giggles and aroma of chocolate chip cookies mingled in a grandmother’s kitchen. It wasn’t just a trumpet picked up at a yard sale. It wasn’t just a barn. It wasn’t just a picnic in the back yard.
She wasn't just any old woman who boiled a pot of eggs on a hot July afternoon and hid them all around the garden for the joy of watching her grandchildren hunt for them because “Why should we only hunt for eggs just one day out of the year?”
Sometimes, it’s not about the cost, however great or small – it’s about the investment we make in the moments captured and embraced with the heart.
“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
(Matthew 6:19-21) NIV