{"id":1188,"date":"2021-10-27T10:08:37","date_gmt":"2021-10-26T21:08:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/?p=1188"},"modified":"2021-10-27T10:10:38","modified_gmt":"2021-10-26T21:10:38","slug":"a-treasure-beyond-measure","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/2021\/10\/27\/a-treasure-beyond-measure\/","title":{"rendered":"A Treasure Beyond Measure"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Old things and monetary worthless things \u2013 \u201cDo they have value?\u201d It seems to be they have value to the one who owns the things. I love memories and many things in my house are not things of much monetary value but things that have memorial value (if such a phrase exists) to me because the things remind me of a wonderful memory in years past. The things sitting around my house are memorials of wonderful times and events that happened in my life.<\/p>\n<p>For example:<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>I have a small pile of raw, amethyst rocks. They have no monetary value, but to me I see these rocks and my mind instantly goes back to a family vacation in Canada and visited an amethyst mine and picked up worthless rocks (to the mine). When I see these rocks on my shelf, I remember our girls having a great time finding these purple rocks. These rocks on my shelf give me a lovely memory of my most favorite family vacation.<\/li>\n<li>I also have a nice round, smooth, black, volcanic rock Deborah brought back from a walk to a waterfall in New <img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-image-1192 alignright\" src=\"http:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rock-black-Edit-scaled.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"211\" height=\"158\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rock-black-Edit-scaled.jpeg 2560w, https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rock-black-Edit-768x576.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rock-black-Edit-1536x1152.jpeg 1536w, https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rock-black-Edit-2048x1536.jpeg 2048w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 211px) 100vw, 211px\" \/>Zealand. I had no idea she found the rock until we got back to the car and she showed me her treasure from the hike.<\/li>\n<li>Staying on rocks, when we visited the states in 2016, we stood at a fence and looked into the site of a large granite quarry in Mount Airy, North Carolina. Yes, I have a small white rock on a shelf that Deborah picked up by the fence. This rock is also sitting with a toy car that is like the Sheriff\u2019s car on the Andy Griffith show. This little rock and car remind me of another wonderful, family day trip.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>I am sure most women have a few things sitting in their houses that are wonderful memories. However though, others may think our trinkets are just worthless \u2018junk\u2019 on our shelves.<\/p>\n<p>Basically, value is in the eye of the beholder. What one thinks is valuable, another may think should go in a bag to the thrift store.<\/p>\n<p>Recently, I mended something of great value to me and I pondered how God looked upon his children. Many of us may not see our lives of great value; but in the eyes of our beholder, All Mightly God, we have great value. So, God laid it upon my heart to write the poem below.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\">My daughter brought to me the vintage, tattered quilt so old.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">With holes and tears and fabric wearing thin,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">I picked up my thread and needle and the work began.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">Patching a hole here and fixing torn threads there.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">Making the old quilt so it has value and use once again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>While patching the quilt so old and thin,<br \/>\nThoughts of who crafted this quilt crossed my mind.<br \/>\nMy grandmother young and working so hard,<br \/>\nWith a tenderly love, had cut and sewn each piece.<br \/>\nPreserving memories, this quilt in my heart, I highly regard<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\">Some may not think this simple relic is much to see;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">An old, tattered quilt, not much value they would assume.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">To me, memories with Grandma are a treasure beyond measure.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">Who took my childhood clothes and skillfully crafted,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">A much-treasured family heirloom, she did lovingly secure.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Briefly, I forget life\u2019s troubles as I gaze upon my quilt;<br \/>\nComforting thoughts of Grandma race through my mind.<br \/>\nShe was young and energetic and me so youthful and carefree.<br \/>\nTo me, it truly is an earthly treasure beyond measure.<br \/>\nA world of warming memories, this heirloom wraps around me.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\">Born into this wicked world so full of sin,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">I started my life so childish and happy-go-lucky,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">Growing, living, and working hard to be what I wanted to be.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">A young adult with life all planned out,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">But my Creator had plans unbeknownst to me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>For me, he is invisibly sewing a path here and there.<br \/>\nEspecially designed for me is my life in his hands.<br \/>\nIf left to myself, a mess everywhere I would have made.<br \/>\nHe is stitching my life into a vibrant patchwork to be seen.<br \/>\nIn his hands, I have trusted, had faith, and obeyed.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\">Shambles and holes in my life I make at times,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">But my great Creator comes and patches them up.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">Like Grandma, He wraps his loving arms around for comfort.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">Picks up his thread and mends my broken heart.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">What he is stitching, I know not what, but he always takes the effort.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Others may look at my life and not see much,<br \/>\nAnd most times, I must admit, neither do I.<br \/>\nThankful for the handcrafting of my loving Creator.<br \/>\nHe stitches an exquisite work that no other can imagine.<br \/>\nIn the hands of All-Mighty God, a fine thing I will see later.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\">Soon I shall see the finished, hand-crafted work of my Lord.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">My Creator shall wrap me in his glorious creation.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">No mending will ever more be needed, I am sure.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">An eternity of memories to wrap myself in and cherish.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #008000;\">To my Saviour, I am \u2013 an eternal treasure beyond measure.<\/span><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\" wp-image-1191 alignright\" src=\"http:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/Quilt-with-doves-vert-Edit-scaled.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"198\" height=\"264\" srcset=\"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/Quilt-with-doves-vert-Edit-scaled.jpeg 1920w, https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/Quilt-with-doves-vert-Edit-768x1024.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/Quilt-with-doves-vert-Edit-1152x1536.jpeg 1152w, https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/Quilt-with-doves-vert-Edit-1536x2048.jpeg 1536w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 198px) 100vw, 198px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I am so thankful,\u00a0 no matter how many holes and tears from sin we get in our lives, God\u00a0 would never throw his precious children into a thrift store bag and toss us out. If we go to him, he will always forgive and patch us up and make us valuable once again.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">Isaiah 64:8 <em>\u201cBut now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">Proverbs 31:10 <em>\u201cWho can find a virtuous <\/em>(morally good)<em> woman? for her price is far above rubies.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\">Psalm 17:8 <em>\u201cKeep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Old things and monetary worthless things \u2013 \u201cDo they have value?\u201d It seems to be they have value to the one who owns the things. &hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1190,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0},"categories":[3],"tags":[26,25,371,372],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1188"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1188"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1188\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1195,"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1188\/revisions\/1195"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1190"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1188"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1188"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonbeamsandshadows.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1188"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}