Skip to main content

Storing up the word


I am so grateful for being taught to respect the written word of God and prioritize bible reading as a new Christian.  I am grateful for scripture memorization and the re-reading of the same sections of scripture over and over again.

The main reason for this is because I have a storehouse of scripture within that the Holy Spirit uses to remind me of what he wants to say to me.

Store up scripture like treasure.  Hoard it in your mind.


"...store up for yourselves treasures in heaven...
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."
Matthew 6 v 20, 21


I know and I know that this verse is probably most directly and commonly applied to giving financially to kingdom work, such as missionaries or feeding the hungry.

I think I'm seeing it as any investment in our and others eternal destiny.  When we store up the word we are investing in our own and others spiritual health.  We can remind ourselves of Gods truth and others too.  We can encourage ourselves and one another with the words of scripture.  We can be ready to teach our children in the most spontaneous moments- because the word is in us, whereever we are...

We can store up many things in our minds.  We may store up facts that are very useful for an exam in a course of study,and then useful to help people in the job we get after that study is completed.  We may store up information about people we care about to be able to love them better or bless them with personal and thoughtful gifts.

Whatever we are storing up, just make sure we are storing up the treasure of the word.

I am grateful for what I already have stored up but I want to keep refreshing those stores and keep on adding to them.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Reflections on the book of Ruth: Naomi's bitterness and blessing

“...the Lords hand has gone out against me” Ruth 1 v 13  So the two women went on until they came to Bethlehem.  When they arrived in Bethlehem the whole town was stirred because of them, and the women exclaimed, ‘Can this be Naomi?’ Don’t call me Naomi, she told them.  Call me Mara, because the Almighty has made my life very bitter.  I went away full, but the Lord has brought me back empty.  Why call me Naomi?  The Lord has afflicted me; the almighty has brought misfortune upon me” Ruth 1 v 19-21 Sometimes I think about seeing old friends and I think their expectations would be disappointed.  I may think of my youth, when first saved, and think how cheery and free I was- working, capable, social.  But one thing I read about Naomi’s possible musings in an article was whether she remembered the peace with God she used to enjoy in her youth…and that added to her sorrow. I feel a great deal of stress- and not a lot of peace- I look fo...

Rebel thoughts

Rebel thoughts are thoughts that set themselves up against the knowledge of God.  We don't want them but sometimes we accept them as innocent unknowingly.  These thoughts can be sneaky so we need to identify them to be able to take them down.  When I say take down, I mean wrestle down to the ground in submission...demolish... "We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ" 2 Corinthians 10 v 5 What is the knowledge we have of God? His attributes His character His promises All God is for me in Christ Jesus. Which of my thoughts are setting themselves up against the knowledge of God?  The devil will be encouraging these thoughts.  The fruit of such thoughts will be the opposite of what God gives; joy, peace, hope.  So what thoughts are causing depression, anxiety/restlessness and hopelessness? These are some of my recent rebel thoughts...

Poems

The following poem was a personal reflection of both life's realities and faiths hope, particularly the power of Jesus Ressurection in us to give us a freshness and newness and freedom from our past. I'm really feeling a theme of 'freshness' for this season from easter and ahead... Ressurection Morning Seasons come and seasons go Its hard to keep up With the ebb and flow We try to prepare and take care But I struggle, you know Past seasons holding on Can't seem to shake free Things from the past holding me Telling me I'm not free Feel the freshness of the morning A new day dawning Crisp air Birds singing New beginnings Hope is beckoning to me He makes all things new Ressurection morning Bringing me hope Power Strong and undefeatable He makes me Naomi Richardson The following I wrote for children to make a connection with the sweetness of Jesus love and the sweetness of chocolate easter eggs. Oh so sweet Here's a chocolate, oh so sw...