Word and Deed – October 11, 2019
Matthew 13:44-45 – The Kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field. Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. When he found one of great value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought.”
As I was meditating on these verses, I had an overwhelming thought, not an interpretation of these verses, but a personal reflection and consideration of talents and gifts that each person has by nature or by development.
I checked a few commentaries just to get an idea to see what the basic historical thoughts were for these verses.
One of them is based on a first century conception, perhaps an even older time when there were no banks or institutions for keeping your monies or valuables.
When times of war ravaged the lands and any kind of wealth had to be portable or concealed. So, the practice of hiding such treasures beneath a tree, in the cleft of a rock or buried in a field. It was such a common practice to have everything of value in forms of gem stones, high value and easily concealed and transported.
Perhaps the person under such dangerous circumstances never had the opportunity to retrieve those valuables. Perhaps captured and enslaved, killed or the area occupied by the enemy forces.
So, after a passage of time conditions and situations changed and now the hidden treasure, the pearl of great value rest in hiding … unclaimed.
Personally, I have often had the opportunity to visit and walk through our local cemeteries.
Sometimes I arrive earlier than a particular event requires or often I stay after most have left.
I walk among the grave sites. I notice sentiments, tokens of love and remembrances left by loved ones. I read words and dates that have been engraved in the stones.
I can’t help but wonder about the treasures buried there — well, represented beneath each of these head stones, which naturally causes me to come face to face with my own mortality.
What will be the treasure, the treasured pearls of my life?
Will all the blessings be buried with me?
Regardless of the quality or quantity of my gifts and talents will I have shared them with others?
Will all that I’ve suffered and gained in my being, be wasted as if buried in the depths of the Earth like hidden pearls within my space beneath my headstone?
I must admit I’ve given thought and time to the epitaph upon my headstone: “I’m a thousand miles from nowhere, time doesn’t matter to me, a thousand miles from nowhere, no place I wanna be.”
It may sound like a person without hope. Depending on your perspective, I imagine.
Have you heard this saying? “Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting: What a ride!”
Please know I’m not talking about recklessness and or impetuous rash living, but rather as the Apostle Paul wrote in 2 Timothy 4:6-8:
“For I am already being poured out like a drink offering and the time has come for my departure. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of Righteousness which the Lord, the righteous judge will award me on that day. And not only to me, but also to all who have longed for this appearing.”
I heard this from a friend a little while ago: “What the world perceives as problems we are to receive as opportunities.”
Hopefully your familiar with and I end with this, “Carpe Diem – Seize the Day” It’s a motto used to encourage someone to make the most of the present time as Life is fragile and fleeting.