The High Stakes of Steppingstones

Sunday's teaching message at our churchwas based on , a chapter that leaves no stone unturned when it comes tohow we ought to live/give... 19“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20 But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. Today; a steppingstone cradled in the hand of GodNo matter how we look at it... ...we are in good hands Dawn breaks; earth’s shadowed tide recedes as flood of daylight fills the skyAnd sets beneath a world of feet far more than meets the naked eyeWhere each day, like a steppingstone is cradled in the Giver’s HandsOn it, Creature of grin and groan shoulders love’s duties and demandsOften paying minimal heed to He who keeps us in His careWhile we, a soul-instilled stampede, resume Transport from Here to ThereAnd because God wills hearts to soften, rather than grow proud and coldHis tutorship of mercy often clashes with our stubborn/selfish hold Upon the east a Feast of Goodness, promise-anchored, rends the airBut poverty can’t eat a promise; God bids all who 'have', to shareTo bear in mind the measure of love’s evidence naught can DisguiseResidence of the treasure-trove will tell where our allegiance liesWithout a word to justify, without excuses to explainFor we are all servants either for this world or for heaven’s gainThere is no in between; nothing to counter living proof of choiceTwixt beckoning and reckoning a world of hands and feet give voice …to Who we dearly love the most and who is the heart’s true delightWho rushes our tongues with boast and cheers us onward in the fight/flightWho fills our hope with happiness and whose name we thrill to repeatWhat definition of success commands our hands and march of feetWho makes it worth the give and take that may seem of small consequenceBefore we behold the high stakes as steppingstones yield recompenseDawn breaks; the stakes of steppingstones may seem a payoff far and dimBut one glimpse of God on His throne and we would all be heirs of Him © Janet Martin