"We now have this light shining in our hearts,
but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure.
This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves."
2 Corinthians 4:7 NLT
but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure.
This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves."
2 Corinthians 4:7 NLT
Oh the simple joys of childhood! I was reminded of this one day this past week as we had the pleasure of spending time with our two great-granddaughters, taking a walk one afternoon through Old Town Temecula. Both girls enjoyed being out-and-about and couldn’t have been more content as we adults leisurely strolled from one shop to another, browsing, visiting and taking turns carrying one-year old Penelope and holding the hand of three-year old Tirzah. But when we stepped inside a candy store, oh my! Suddenly, the world of childhood opened up. Tirzah’s eyes became as big as saucers, and it seemed that every part of her being was engaged as her mom patiently helped her select a few pieces of candy from what seemed like hundreds of bins. Then, after it was weighed and paid for, and Tirzah was handed the bag, the look on her face said it all. She had a treasure!
It was a great afternoon, and our family has now returned home. But this morning I took a peek at the photos of our time together, and when once again I saw the look on Tirzah’s face, the memories flooded back. Every fiber of her being reflected that she had a treasure. There was no way she could hide it!
As I allowed myself a few moments to relish in the memory of that delightful day, suddenly the above verse came to mind reminding me that I too have a treasure. Oh, it’s not in a bag that I carry around in my hands, but it lives within my heart. It’s the light of Jesus! And as God so lovingly reminded me this morning, those of us who know Him are like fragile clay jars holding this great treasure. What a gift!
As I closed up my phone taking one last look at Tirzah's photo, I couldn't help but wonder. Does my face reflect the treasure I hold? I hope so.
Oh, the simple joys of childhood and what lessons they teach us. This is one I hope I will never forget!
Blessings and love,
Judy Rose Grubaugh
It was a great afternoon, and our family has now returned home. But this morning I took a peek at the photos of our time together, and when once again I saw the look on Tirzah’s face, the memories flooded back. Every fiber of her being reflected that she had a treasure. There was no way she could hide it!
As I allowed myself a few moments to relish in the memory of that delightful day, suddenly the above verse came to mind reminding me that I too have a treasure. Oh, it’s not in a bag that I carry around in my hands, but it lives within my heart. It’s the light of Jesus! And as God so lovingly reminded me this morning, those of us who know Him are like fragile clay jars holding this great treasure. What a gift!
As I closed up my phone taking one last look at Tirzah's photo, I couldn't help but wonder. Does my face reflect the treasure I hold? I hope so.
Oh, the simple joys of childhood and what lessons they teach us. This is one I hope I will never forget!
Blessings and love,
Judy Rose Grubaugh