To Heaven Or Bust

How wonderful! God sees our worthless vessels, yet they carry his message and light into the world. O wonder! God moves our feet, directs our paths. Our minds must not hinder nor slack. They must attack the dust, muddy mess, and all life’s elements. Special, me? If you flip my lid, there’s a dynamo treasure trove inside. Jewels of the universe reside within, deposited daily by the Holy Spirit. The gems of God’s Word are precious, spectacles, reminders. Blessings! Tucked away, dusted off, to heaven or bust.* Don’t hold on tight but release fistfuls of holy dollars. There’s much more where those came from. Fill your jar daily then open up and let out the sun, moon and stars. Don’t mistake a handheld diamond, sapphire, ruby for a god. It has no power over you, under you nor around you but God’s power lights up the universe. We borrow it to light our houses but most assuredly we can never illuminate our own eyes. God lit them and will darken them. Take care if you want to see the light of heaven colorize your eyes once again. 1/31/2022 *The term “or bust,” used in traveling in a vehicle. People would make signs, “To New Orleans or bust,” for example to indicate they would do everything possible to get there.