I don't know why I have this hoarding mentality, but I am a pack rat, collector, treasure monger. I like to gather up beautiful things and precious things and tuck them away. The problem is that I'm so good at this, that I often forget about the things that I've stored so neatly as I'm moving on to the next. I guess this isn't so tragic when referring to little charms and books and baby clothes, but I think this tendency applies to other areas of my life. There are things in my life that I love dearly and I don't want anything to happen to them, so I tuck them under my arm as I go about seeking a new adventure, another blessing. There's something in me that trusts that they will always be there and there's an excitement in me that can't wait to enjoy what I have, but the tendency is there to be forward moving adding to my stash of promising beauty. Lord, please help me grab hold of what I have before I become like the dog who loses his bone trying to get another from his own reflection.
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