“The good man out of his good treasure brings forth what is good; and the evil man out of his evil treasure brings forth what is evil.” — Matthew 12:35 (NASB)
There are 20 left to unpack.
And that doesn’t count the ones in the garage.
Nor the ones in my husband’s office.
Nor the opened boxes in my closet.
I once heard that three moves equal a fire. I don’t think that moving is as devastating as a fire would be, but transferring all of one’s belongings — even just a few miles — is destructive.
I know firsthand. I just counted up the moves in my life, and I average one every three years. Not as many as some people, but more than I needed.
Ah, but moving is biblical. It started with Adam and Eve and continued with the Israelites led by Moses. Look at Abraham and even Mary and Joseph spending time in Egypt.
Can’t you just hear Mary: “Honey, what did you do with the baby’s rattle? Do you think it’s in that last unpacked basket?”
After 54 days in our new home, we still haven’t found the television remote. Mark finally bought a new one. You know we will find the original in the next box we search.
And that’s part of the excitement — finding the temporarily lost treasures each time we unpack a little more.
It reminds me of people. Some seem old, worn and empty.
But if you look or listen closely, you find a treasure. And sometimes the prettiest, fullest boxes appear to be full of bubble wrap.
What kind of box are you? And what kind of unpacker are you? Do you take the time to find the treasure in every box?
Lorri Allen is news director for KYTX CBS19.