“It’s times like this when you realize most things are replaceable.”
A little before 4:00am this past Monday we awoke to the sound of the dryer buzzer alerting us, as we discovered, that our basement was flooding. Melting snow and rain from the sewer drain gushed into our basement through a hole in the floor resulting in 2-12 inches of water (the floor slants). Apparently others in town had up to 4 feet, so we were fortunate.
As soon as I saw the water something clicked inside and I sprang into action. I grabbed my rain boots and got to work moving things upstairs while my husband tried to stem the tide so the sump pump could catch up with the backflow. The above phrase started running through my head as I traipsed up and down the basement steps, water leaking from boxes and dripping on to my pajamas. Needless to say my week has not gone entirely as planned.
I know the damage we’ve experienced is minimal compared to earthquakes, floods, fires, and other more serious natural disasters, but it was enough to get me thinking. Nothing new or surprising, but reminders of timeless truths. Really, ultimately, most of my stuff is replaceable, or disposable, or washable, or whatever. I’d have preferred if my photo collection remained above the water level (all but a very few pictures survived, and not all of them even got wet), but even that I could live without if necessary. “Is not life more important” than all these things (Matthew 6:25)?
Driving to the store for cleaning supplies I began to reflect upon Matthew 6:19-21:
“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal [and floods and earthquakes and other things claim all your stuff when you least expect it]. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
Where is my treasure? Where is my heart? Am I building my treasure here or there? What am I actively doing to build my treasure in heaven? I make trips to the store, building my earthly treasure often enough. Am I spreading love and peace with the same fervor? Indeed, with a greater purpose and intensity than that with which my physical possessions are increased?