Written by: Scotty Smith
Don’t store up treasures here on earth, where moths eat them and rust destroys them, and where thieves break in and steal. Store your treasures in heaven, where moths and rust cannot destroy, and thieves do not break in and steal. Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be. Matt. 6:19-21 (NLT)
Lord Jesus, a little decluttering work in our bonus room and closets this week brought painful relevancy to this Scripture. Where did all of this stuff come from? Clutter is like crabgrass. It keeps spreading and multiplying. How did I accumulate all this stuff? Once a treasure, now a bother.
Of greater concern, however, is my heart and mind. The older I get, the less storage space there is, and I don’t want to finish my journey into eternity overloaded and under-filed. So, Lord, help me declutter and re-treasure you. I want to live with less racing and random thoughts. I want my thought-life to be corralled and shaped by your beauty and sovereignty.
I want to finish my days with one consuming affection and passion--loving you with everything I have and am. I love you because you first loved me, and I’ll treasure you, to the extent I really believe you treasure me. So, by the Holy Spirit, reset the price tags in my heart. May my heart unequivocally declare, “I consider all things rubbish compared to the surpassing excellency of knowing Jesus” (Phil. 3:7-10).
May my relationships and schedule, attic and garage demonstrate my delight in you. Help me slow down and really believe that less is more. I'm glad you love me the same, with or without my clutter, but I know I'll love you better with a focused and free heart. So very Amen I pray, in your triumphant and tender name.