The Portion of my Inheritance

In an age of instant gratification, where a new toy is just the short drive to Wal Mart away.

Where a new video game is just the length of a credit card and waiting is something that was only done in the past.

The anticipation and excitement of getting that special present for Christmas, the one thing you had waited for and wanted for so long, is now clouded and distorted by the greed and desire to possess it all.

Now is the mindset that more is better and even more is best and where in the world is our treasure?

Hand me downs are unheard of for we are far above owning cast offs.

In this time, here and now, our children know very little of laboring with their hands. Of the satisfaction that comes with the physical exertion and toil to achieve the desired goal.

It started with us you know, the ones that love them beyond words, wanting to give . . . give . . . give, until the gift was not enough. Until our message to them was the more you own the happier you get. 

And didn’t He warn us to not conform to this world? (Romans 12:2)   

And I ask you again, where is our real treasure?

Then Jesus, looking at him, loved him, and said to him, “One thing you lack; Go your way, sell whatever you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, take up your cross, and follow Me.”   Mark 10:21