I Just Want My Rocks

God has a unique way of using children to put your life into perspective. My son had misplaced charger number three for his game system, and I wanted him to see that chargers (or money for that matter) doesn't grow on trees. So I said well, you've got some money in your piggy bank, if you really want one, let's use some money out of it ok? The words out of his mouth floored me. Jacob also has a rock collection, not worth very much, but to him it is. He said, Daddy you can have all the money it doesn't mean anything to me. I just want my rocks.

He wanted his rocks! So simple. We make much ado about nothing, especially the seemingly important and misguided urgency of things, and money. I've often joked with some friends, If God owns the cattle on a thousand hills, how about sellin' some of those cows? Seriously, a child's perspective is needed here! I've prayed many times before, God, it's all yours anyways.

Although I agree it is important to teach financial principles to children, and the appreciation of a solid work ethic, the simplicity of that statement has just stuck with me all day. Do we ever get to a point where we release our grip on the temporary, and bask in the eternal? May I have the mindset of my son, and the Son of my Father, who had not even a place to lay his head.

19 “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust [1] destroy and where thieves break in and steal, 20 but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. Matt. 6