Tuesday, April 14, 2020

“Treasures” by Martha Snell Nicholson

One by one he took them from me,

All the things I valued most;

Until I was empty-handed

Every glittering toy was lost.

So I held my hands toward heaven

And he filled them with a store

Of his own precious riches

Until they could contain no more.

And at last I comprehended

With my stupid mind and dull,

That God could not pour his riches

Into hands already full.

(Jesus said) “No one can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money” (Matthew 6:24).