Yesterday a few more of our moving boxes arrived. Thank God.
A box of Victor’s Legos arrived and he was so excited this weekend he could barely sleep. Mother and I opened up the couple of other boxes. We laughed at the way everything was packed. (Apparently even with all the moving we’ve done we still haven’t gotten the hang of packing.) And we realized, that life. .. doesn’t require much! We’ve been doing so well without alot of our things. In fact, most of our belongings are back East, and really we haven’t missed them as much as I thought we would. Oh it’s wonderful to receive boxes and I can’t wait to open the others on the way, and it does begin to feel more like home with familiar things taking up familiar places, but realisticly . .. we hoard up so many things! that aren’t really necessities!
We were reminded of  Matthew 6:19 & 20. “Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth…But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven.” For in the words of wise Solomon “…vanity of vanities, all is vanity.” Life will be over so soon, and all we possess. . .we will leave behind. I can’t wait. Can you?

But I can’t deny the comfort of opening boxes and seeing so many familiar things! Even Victor’s toys were a welcome sight! Top photo, Victor’s airplane back in Toronto that finally arrived yesterday. Middle photo, a jar of honey. *yuuummy* Bottom photo a cute little jar in the midst of the tissue paper we used to wrap everything up. Probably not the most protecting paper but still, it made opening the boxes feel like opening a gift.!

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