During my sickness, there were a few days where my headache and fever were so bad that I couldn't do anything-- not even lay and watch a movie. So I would lay and think. I had an awful lot of time to think. Most of the time I thought about how incredible blessed I was. Ironic, I know, since I was laying there sick, without the strength or will power to do anything. But those thoughts of simply feeling so blessed came back to me over and over again. Yes, I was sick-- but there were so many people in worse circumstances than I who even had deadly illnesses! Yes, I had a certain trial in my life right now ... but look at the blessings and good that had come from it already. Yes, I was still working through that one issue but look at how much Jesus had already taught me through it.
And then as my strength came back a little and I was babysitting siblings-- oh the challenges there! But yet again, each time, after the frustration ebbed a bit and my mental complaining started, all I heard was Jesus saying "look how blessed you are with _______________". Sometimes they were big blessings but more often it was the little things that were continually brought to mind. I have so much to be thankful for!
Thus, even though from the outside, one might have said it was a very challenging and stressful week {and it truly was difficult on many levels-- along with being sick, I said long-term goodbyes to a few close friends, had several closed doors...} looking back I feel like it was just so full of blessings!!
What would I grab if the house were on fire? Truly, what is important to me?
The more I thought about it the more I realized how immaterial of a person I am. {You're probably thinking "WHAT?! Emily?! You're sure that's not a typo? I mean, c'mon, this whole blog is all about material things for goodness sakes!"}
Yes I like "things"... I love clothes, decor, books, etc. I love to create with them and use them and I think God is totally okay with that because he created "things" for us. And whatever material things he places in my life, I will love, share, enjoy...maybe even cherish.
But if at any moment I was asked to walk away from them, I believe I could. They are just things after all and chances are that at sometime or another I'd lose interest in them anyway. You can ask Mama, I am not & have never been sentimental about much, least of all things {maybe this will change as I get older... have a family....?}. People and places mean the most to me and so memories of people or places mean the most to me. {Ultimately Jesus means the most to me but I think that's a given}
Thus, if there were a fire and I was able to grab anything while helping the family out, I believe I would grab:
my Bible --- 'nough saidpersonal and family photo albums/image CDs--- because you can never replace those. ever.
my Husband journals---- these contain so many desires, struggles, dreams, answered prayers, memories...
my camera----to capture future memories, both for myself and others
my laptop---- to work with those images
possibly a few special letters--- you can never replace those either
my purse--- if it were handy I'd probably grab it just cause it has my ID
Thank you for bearing with my rambles. They've been floating about my head for a week now and it feels good to have them sorted out:)