Tuesday, August 02, 2016

Where Your Treasure Is

Repeat and or meditate on this verse until your thoughts are centered on God.
Forever call on me
the day you trouble see;
for I will then deliver you
that you may honor me.
 —Psalm 50:15
Suggested tune: St. George (SM)

Do not be afraid, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Sell your possessions, and give alms. Make purses for yourselves that do not wear out, an unfailing treasure in heaven, where no thief comes near and no moth destroys. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
—Luke 12:32-34
If my treasure is in heaven it is secure. All outward things which we say we possess are incompletely possessed, because they remain outside us. However intertwined with them, we are separate from them, and we are just so much intertwined with them that the separation from them is agony, even if it is not death. What we need is to be so incorporated with, and infused into, what is our treasure, that we are quite sure that as long as we last it will last, and that nothing can rend it from us. ‘I bear all my goods with me,’ said the old heathen. We should be able to say more than that. I carry all my good in me, because my good is God, who is in the heavens, and though in the heavens, dwells in the hearts that love him. Then in all changes, ‘life, or death, or things present or things to come, height or depth, or any other creature,’ we can afford to smile on, and say: ‘You cannot take my wealth from me, for I am in God, and God is in me.’

Further, if our hearts are in heaven, then heaven will be in our hearts, and here we shall know the joy and the peace that come from ‘sitting in heavenly places in Christ Jesus,’ even whilst on earth. If my heart is where my treasure is, and he is my treasure,’ my life is hid with Christ in God.’ If my heart is in heaven, heaven is in my heart. 
 —Alexander Maclaren
Be thou solely chief love of my heart. Let there be none other, O high King of Heaven, till I am able to pass into thy hands, my treasure, my beloved, through the greatness of thy love. O heart of my heart, whatever befall me, O Ruler of all, be thou my vision...
 —from the Old Irish source of the hymn Be Thou My Vision
Allow the above to help guide your own confession, praise, thanksgiving, and/or petition.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy Name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil; for thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever. Amen.
 —Matthew 6:9-13

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