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Heart Treasure (Luke 2)

Luke 2:19 

But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. 

I am one week into a three year (that's right...year!) bible study. The great thing about that is we read really tiny snippets. In today's reading I noticed that not once, but twice in Luke Chapter 2 he comments that Mary treasured up in her heart. I have somehow only noticed one time in previous readings, but the repetition seems significant.

Today the verses, and the context, seemed particularly fitting. As the children I babysit were napping this afternoon, I was sitting on the couch with my son on my lap. And, my, how I treasured that moment! Pretty soon, I fear there will be less of that - due to increase in age, and the amount of laps available with the increase of family around! 

Now as I write, I am thinking about how I am also treasuring up my years in Bloomington/Normal. These years will live in my heart always. They have brought me to Jesus. They have brought me to my husband. They have brought me friendships I hope will last a lifetime. They have brought me my son. They have created family ties to people who are not technically family - but that is how I view them in my heart. Although there have been some dark times, I have come through them and cannot really regret anything that took me down the path to here. 

Before I wander down a road that gets too sentimental I encourage you to take some time and look at your own life. What is God trying to show you that you should treasure and ponder in your heart? Is it your children? Your parents? Your relationship with a spouse, significant other, or a friend? Or perhaps it is His love for you that he would like you to ponder for a while...?

Our lives are full of little moments to treasure. Don't miss them. Store them in your heart and ponder away!

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