I’ve never been good at pondering, until this summer. I have such a deep need to share my life with those close to me, while I can seem unmoved to those that aren’t. My closest friends know how to pray for me most of the time for I love to share stories of what is happening in my world.
This summer, however, I begin to store up treasures in my heart. I began to ponder. I held closely the stories and memories from my time at Lummi. As a result, they have become somewhat sacred to me. They are safely wrapped in my heart, the beautiful gifts that I unwrap and rewrap every day in prayer.
Mary, right after Jesus was born, did this very thing. It’s always been mysterious, the thought of pondering something only in my heart. Because I tend to verbally process things, I don’t always know how wonderful it is until I’ve talked it through, but there was something in me this summer that couldn’t do it. The fear that sharing something so deeply important to me to people who would not or could not understand seemed too painful of a place to go. I couldn’t bear to have these treasures cast quickly aside. So, I held onto the stories and tucked them deep inside my heart. They have become the very treasures that I cast before Jesus every day in prayer. For, He alone can fully protect, care for and love these people. He alone has made them precious to me.
“But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart.” Luke 2:19
That is, until today. Today, I took the risk and shared my greatest treasures with a group of friends. I told the stories that have impacted me the most from my Washington trip. I shared the depths of depravity and the reality of brokenness I see in this world. I shared the hope I have stored up in this earthen vessel. I cried as my heartstrings begged to keep these treasures close and begged that they not be quickly cast aside, but they did not become less sacred. They multiplied.
When I look into the faces of my photographs, I see that they have been laid on other hearts now too. They can be brought to mind and more prayers can be ushered to the throne on their behalf and I’m grateful.
“I do it all for the sake of the gospel, that I may share with them in its blessings.” 1Corinthians 9:23
I have been blessed this summer. My path has been redirected. I didn’t choose it, but it has chosen me. To be chosen and changed is a real treasure.
There are a handful plus people that better understand the ways in which my life has been affected and changed and I’m thankful to have shared the stories. I would share them again, but only if God asks it of me. For they have already been tucked back down into my heart where I will ponder them, to only freely opening them every day in prayer for they are sacred gifts to me.
Love God & Whoever He Puts In Front Of You.
” The first responsibility of a leader is to define reality. The last is to say ‘Thank you.’ In between, the leader is a servant.” Max Depree