by Sharon L. Patterson
I find that I cherish the things that relate me to experiences with friends and family, The mementos are mere conductors of memories. The ones that were particularly gorgeous for gorgeous sake are simply not as valuable as they once were. Neither is the activity to obtain them. Now, I am not dead and buried, so shopping is still an enjoyable activity...just not so often.
My prized possessions are not always gorgeous. Some are not yet finished, nor embellished. But, oh, my, are they important! They have found the perfect spot, reserved just for them. They were not purchased by me at all. They are gifts given to me by my father...my Heavenly Father. He looked on the vacant shelves of my heart and soul. Then, He placed some of His prized possessions on those shelves at just the right moment. They will never be mere dust collectors for they are my prized possessions.