Pearls

Ever since my trip to the beach I've reminiscing about the days of my youth, and I can't help but think of the fun times my sister and I had. Water always seems to glisten in the background of those memories. Playing in my grandmother's pool, catching fish from the lake to put in our aquariums, swimming in the ocean, sitting on a dock besides the river all day every day catching fish one summer, the time my sister pulled me out of a stiff undertow - all of these run through my mind like pearls on a string, glowing softly in the velvety darkness of my mind.
My sister and I don't go play in the water as much as we used to - we both have lives full to the brim and overflowing, but I still hold those memories dear. The Bible says that where your treasure is your heart is, and that is why we should store up our treasures in heaven.* I have to admit though, much of my treasure is here on earth in the form of those I love.

*Matthew 6:21