Over the past couple of days, I have found myself in a very reflective and thoughtful mood. These are always good times because I get beyond the shell of daily activities into what is in my core. After mulling things over, I have come to the conclusion that I am a rich man. I am not speaking of what is in my bank account or in my wallet. I am rich in greater ways than that.
I have a God who has called me his son. He has loved me, pursued me, and has given me life that is eternal and abundant. He has seen the wickedness of my heart, and given Jesus to die for that wickedness. He has placed his Spirit within me. As the old hymn says, “He walks with me and He talks with me.” I have been richly blessed with the amazing grace of our holy God.
I have a wife who looks at me with such love. I melt when she looks at me and her blue eyes brighten and her face lights up with a smile that originates deep within her. How do I quantify this kind of love? The only way I thing I know is that it makes me a wealthy man.
I have children who continue to make their dad proud. When I hear their voices or feel their embraces, I know that I have a treasure that surpasses that of anybody on a Forbes’ list.
I have parents who have demonstrated their love for me for over half a century. They nurtured me in the ways of the Lord. The value of this is beyond measure.
I have had 3 pastors who have feed me a good diet of biblical truth with shepherds’ hearts. I have friends who have challenged me, encouraged me and strengthened me.
I am thankful to God for these investments in my life. I have been richly blessed. I am rich.