a piece of binkie

Recently, a memory popped up from the archives of my mind...

The picture that appeared on the screen of remembrance showed a small, tattered, threadbare piece of cloth. I smiled as I was flooded with warm, wonderful feelings recalling memories this small piece of material brought. You see, these fibers were all that remained of a soft, silky binding that once surrounded a beautiful, snuggly, baby blanket - the most important possession in the life of one particular toddler, my nephew Jonathan.

Jon's blanket had literally evaporated down to the size of a fragment from daily wear and tear and necessary washing. It was his constant companion through many years of laughter and tears. Sleep came so much easier to his tired, little eyes during nappy time because of its presence. In fact, until this fragment was found and placed in his trembling little hands, night brought sleep to no one in the household.

I'm so grateful the issue never had to be addressed about what to do when the last thread dissolved. For, sadly and yet also thankfully, the bittersweet day came when "baby things" were no longer needed. A new stage of life was at hand when "big boys" put aside their binkies....it makes me remember I Corinthians 13:11, "I put childish things behind me."

The years have passed and this former toddler is now a grown man - married, and father to a gorgeous child of his own. Through the years, he has come to have a close, personal and growing relationship with his Lord and Savior. He is an honoroble man, concerned with serving the Lord and sharing the good news of salvation through the shed blood of Jesus Christ.

Today, Jon's treasure is found in that which has eternal value. Unlike the shred of binkie which has passed from this earth, he has "stored up... treasures in heaven where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." (Matt. 6:20-21).

DW's, as we grow each day in Christ, may we examine our hearts and decide what is really important. What is our treasure? Will it last only for our days here on earth.... or will our treasure have eternal value, focusing only on our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ?

Written by Beverly (Momba) Drong
(Victoria's Mother)