Don’t collect for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal. But collect for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves don’t break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there you heart will be also. Matthew 6:19-21 HCS
I started this post by typing out a list of all the material things I yearn for. But as I read my list, I was pretty embarrassed, so I just deleted it—on the computer. It’s … um… still there in my heart.
While you aren’t reading my list, God is. And he’d like me to change it, I think. Lots of items on my list had to do with my house, the one here in Texas. God isn’t against me adorning my house. He just wants me to be thinking of the one in heaven, not the one here. He’d like me to align my list with my true citizenship.
What does it look like to store up treasures in heaven? I think it is one of God’s topsy-turvy way of looking at things. The more I give away here, the more I pile up there. When you and I give away our time for ministry, to be his hands and feet to a weary world, we gain treasure in heaven. When we give away our money to advance His Kingdom’s work, we are making deposits in our heavenly banking account.
If I spend my time and my money on gaining new pretties for my house or any of the other frivolities on my list, I am setting my heart on this world, which will soon pass away.
More stuff never really satisfies. But a heart set on heaven? That’s a heart at peace. Peace is the fringe benefit of a hefty treasure chest in heaven.
May I not only remember that I am a citizen of heaven, but act like it.