What do I own if it must all be left behind in this life. Rather borrowed, rented, utilized for what, the purpose of catering to comfort or self image?  Must I really be that simple to determine my worth by those material and fiat things to which I lay claim? What about reason, experience, friendship or family? How might any of these components rise to the level of importance as to be compared equally with those things of self worth or wealth? There is not enough material in the world to measure up to the love given from one simple child who respects, cares for and adores her Father, Grandpa or Uncle. The frail in this life seek comfort, for in that comfort they meet complacency and complicity, the twin succubi, perpetually drafting all capacity for human fulfillment or preparedness to defend righteousness.

A friend held for even a moment is great success. That another human being would find comfort, belief or support in a relationship with any of us is a priceless gift. Even when let go the memory of friendship is a prize worth defending and something that truly may never be stolen except by the cruelest of masters.  Praise God that this life is short for if it were longer many would lose their faculties and memories or be left in difficult circumstance for far too long. Joy is found in the trials shared and the moments carried around by two, in memory of life lived together. Nothing compares.

Then the dream or reality of having produced the next generation to carry on to places not yet reachable by our own hand. And in that moment, realizing the possibility of extended life in this dimension when gone.  For somehow in the DNA is found the method by which each of us partially steals from death in the moment that we’ve left behind someone to carry forward. Yet, all of it leads to the next life where death and hell have been made bereft of power over the living and the dead. Now the prize is to prepare those who are to go beyond us in this life to be ready for the next. For when it comes we all shall once again share the true joy of being together and this time for good. I am grateful for what I have been given, but it really doesn’t matter because soon it will all be gone and only those people and experiences I have found will carry on past the point from whence none return.  In Jesus’ Name.  Memories of time spent with you is all that I will ever truly own.