Right now I’m sitting up against a huge oak tree in my back yard. I’m taking a break from shoveling up wood chips from the stump of what was once an even larger ash tree. The view is spectacular. Oak leaves overhead, grass at my feet, unmown pasture in front of me, and woods beyond that. There is a sassafras grove in the distance and a walnut grove at my back……..it really is heaven on earth.
My first thought is that I am richly blessed, that this beautiful place is my home…..that this place is mine.
But that just isn’t true……..it’s not mine. I’m 70 years old and in 10 or 20 years……30 at the outside, I will be dead. Everything that I have ever bought……everything that I ever will buy…..everything that I own…….or think I own……..will soon belong to somebody else. At best, I am simply a custodian of all of this stuff. You may very well be younger than me. You may still be in that “immortal” phase of your life……..where death is so distant that you just don’t give it much thought. You may still believe that you own all of the stuff in your life. But……. the same logic applies to you too. The time frame is just a little different. The end point is just less clear.
It goes one step further. Not only is all of this stuff not mine……..this is not my home. My entire life here is just a brief stopover en route to someplace else. In a way, I am a sojourner………a refugee.
You may live in a place that is not as nice…….a small musty basement apartment with a shared bathroom (I’ve been there). Or, you may have a vacation home on Martha’s Vineyard. The point is that your current circumstances are not important…….no more important than the circumstances of the guy with the little sign on the exit ramp. They don’t matter because they are temporary.
And this is the heart of the Christian attitude to stuff.
Your stuff is nice. You should enjoy it. You should be grateful for it. But, you should never allow it to define you…….because you are much more than your stuff. And so is the guy on the exit ramp. You are the son or daughter of a king.
And that is your true home.
“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Mathew, 6:19, ESV
For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his soul? Or what shall a man give in return for his soul?
Mathew, 16:26, ESV
And I will say to my soul, “Soul, you have ample goods laid up for many years; relax, eat, drink, be merry.”’ But God said to him, ‘Fool! This night your soul is required of you, and the things you have prepared, whose will they be?’ So is the one who lays up treasure for himself and is not rich toward God.”
Jesus, God and a rich man, Luke, 12:19