Shawn and I just had a quick pop-in visit from our friend Adam. Adam’s world is being “wrecked by God” and Adam is wrecking our world in the process. Poor guy leaves thinking he was a bother to our quiet morning. Little does he know he brings excitement and revival where ever he goes. Shawn and I feel like an old couple who just brought home a little puppy, who can’t be stuck in their ways anymore, because they have a puppy. Puppies have a way of changing a home. They bring joy and smiles and responsibility.
We chatted about our hope being stored up in heaven and what that means. We spoke about treasures we try to store up on earth. My mind trailed from the conversation around the dinner table and went to words I’ve spoken this week. We’ve just moved into a new house. Much of our time has been spent unpacking and then just sitting and admiring the blessing God has given. Many, many people have asked about the house in person and on facebook. I find myself being more excited about this house than the one who gave it to us. I have spent more time talking about this house than the one who blessed us with it. I have unknowingly made it an earthly treasure. This house is just a house. It cannot save me. It cannot redeem me. It cannot pursue me. It cannot love me. My true hope is being stored up in heaven, not in this house.
I am so glad that God has brought Adam into our lives. His excitement for The Lord is challenging to be around. He can’t even sit still when he talks about God. The creaky old dinning room chair he was sitting in never fell silent. Yet, my chair didn’t make a peep. Oh, Lord help me. He keeps talking about how knowing Shawn has changed his life. Little does he know how us knowing him is changing ours!