TREASURES

I have some very special treasures on my bookcase. There's an old wooden, hand carved, heart shaped jewelry box,with a 1950's picture of a woman's face pasted on the lid.....Inside is a button and a few other nic-nacs;There is a 4" fleshy pink 1940's appendage doll, whose legs are missing;a letter;two 1950's Kodak Brownie color photographs; Mama's Streams In The Desert;A battered red & white miniature ship's model;a widow's mite from the Holy Land....
These are all treasures that I became familiar with at Grandmother's trailer, and still hold very dear to my heart..They were my Grandmother's and they meant something to her, and mean even more to me.
The ship, however, was made by her son,Harry,the motorcycle cop, and he made it especially for me.I played with many of these things in her trailer,as meager as they were,and loved it.They won't mean much to anyone else, except maybe my brother Michael......
We hold a place of honor in God's heart too! We are actually His treasures, and even values us so much that He places our tears in a bottle! Can you imagine a Father doing that?
I'm His treasure and He is mine.I don't keep Him on my bookcase, and He doesn't keep me on His!
We keep each other in our hearts! :p)
Becky