Where’s my Treasure?
Mathew 6 (The Message)
19-21“Don’t hoard treasure down here where it gets eaten by moths and corroded by rust or—worse!—stolen by burglars. Stockpile treasure in heaven, where it’s safe from moth and rust and burglars. It’s obvious, isn’t it? The place where your treasure is, is the place you will most want to be, and end up being.
How I want my heart to delight in heaven. How I want my heart to desire to be in the presence of the Lord and in His majesty. It is so true that when we are delighting in the Lord and our hearts are soaring with Him, we put our hope not in the things of this world but rather in the things that He has given; in the spiritual treasure that He has freely lavished on us through Christ. It is my prayer that I may understand this more. I want to understand what it means to be an heir of God and co-heir with Christ. I want to be able to imagine the inheritance that is stored up for me in Christ and the Spiritual blessings that spill forth as a result of the sacrifice of Christ and the new life he has raised me up into. How I want my greatest treasure to be the Lord. I want to bask in the riches of His love and grace, overjoyed at the great news, that an infidel like I has been given the rights of a son. A prodigal such as I has been taken back and completely forgiven. A whore such as I has been wooed and proposed to. How can my heart not rejoice at such news? How can the worry, fears and doubts that storm into my thoughts not be silenced and calmed by such joy inflicting tidings.. Once I was far from God, and possessed nothing but the treasures of Hell. But God in His mercy, at an infinite cost to Himself has purchased me as his own. He has changed this slave into a child, breaking the chains of bondage that held me to this world and its utter meaningless investments and has loved me and is raising me into a warrior for righteousness, a son of the great King.
Oh great captain you are, great captain of my heart
Lead me on toward the battles of your will
Lead me on this path of war, as I live out my part
Light my way and keep my heart still
On the rock of your truth, let me sharpen my sword
In the strength of your arm may I fight
In my darkest of moments, turn my face to you Lord
May I bask in your marvelous light.