Heyoo guys. So today was a bummer. I was having a peachy day, enjoying the morning. Woke up an hour early because of daylight savings and had an extra hour to spare. Went to church with my husband and baby. Had some lunch with friends. Drove home and my I-phone flew off the back of my car. Wait, what doesn’t fit?
Yes. So I have a major problem with multi-tasking. Somehow I get distracted and do ridiculous things like put my black I-phone on top of my black car thinking I will remember to grab it as I nurse my child in the back seat, and suddenly fifteen minutes later we hear a thump on the highway and I realize it just flew off the car and was ran over by the giant truck behind us. I forgot my phone on top of my car. What was I thinking?!
To further the situation, the brilliant lady I am never even backed up my phone on I-cloud. So, yep friends, I lost everything. Every number, every note, every app I paid for, and every stinking PICTURE of my cute baby girl for the past two months. This is very sad.
Needless to say, I was in very sad bear mode for two hours. Thank heavens we had plans with people that involved bike riding around downtown Denver, drinking Mexican Mocha’s, and eating yummy pizza. This cheered me up, and also got me thinking.
How come our possessions mean so much to us? I mean, my heart is wrenching over those lost pictures. But in reality, it is just a phone. None of us died, and I lost minimal money. Yet, this occasion almost caused me to loose my cool. I was so mad at myself.
Then I come to think of those people right now in the midst of the terror of the hurricane. Vacating their homes and many of their memories and belongings. Or how about all of the families in Colorado who lost their homes to wildfires. Or those who lost their loved ones… my heart aches for that kind of a loss. I literally don’t know how I would handle it.
Today helped me realize an important lesson. Pictures are important, but I have my living picture with me daily. I can look at my daughter any time I want, and take a mental picture. My heart carries my most important treasures, and everything else material can truly be taken at any moment. What am I capturing and treasuring in my heart? Because that is what truly matters. Everything else is something I am just a temporary steward of. I am born without any possessions and I die without any possessions.
I think it also helps me to realize how important it is to live simply, pack light, and be generous with my belongings and willing to give and share anything I have with those in need.
See, when I sit back and really reflect on what I do have in my life, it is enough. I have one thing that is enough. I have everything in Jesus. All my loved ones, all my hopes, my future, and my identity. I am so thankful for this. All things can be taken from me, but not one person or thing in the universe can steal my soul from me.
Possessions are wonderful gifts and can make our lives easier and more comfortable. But I need to remember to release the power they have on my life and be OK with having less if need be. I have my pictures of my daughter written in my mind and on my heart, I have my friends still and they can give me their phone numbers first hand, I have note pads, I don’t need apps REALLY. Was it a loss? Of course. Do I regret being dumb and sticking my phone on my car? YES. Did I learn a lesson to always put my phone in my purse. Duh. It sucks shelling out cash for negligence. Yet the most valuable lesson I learned is that my phone took up way too much of my energy and I got way too down in the dumps over one possession gone.
What other things do I hold way too high in value that I need to be willing to let go? I will be pondering this :).