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Me:

Lord, what does a man possess when he has You for his treasure?

God:

My beloved, when a man discovers Me as treasure, it unearths the universe. In Me, all things converge — the galaxies and the dew-kissed petals, the laughter of children and the tears of saints. Imagine a chest overflowing with jewels, each gem reflecting facets of My character: love, wisdom, grace.

Me:

But, Lord, what about earthly treasures — the gold, the fame, the fleeting pleasures? Are they not worthy pursuits?

God:

Child, they shimmer like morning dew on spider silk. They vanish with the rising sun. But the one who holds Me within — their hands become vessels of eternity. Earthly riches pass through their grasp, yet they lack nothing. They possess the All-in-One.

Me:

And suffering, Lord? When pain gnaws at our bones, can You be our treasure then?

God:

Indeed. The man who clings to Me in afflictions discovers My nearness. In brokenness, he finds wholeness. Suffering becomes the chisel that shapes his soul into a vessel fit for glory. I am not absent in the flames; I walk with him.

Me:

But, Father, how do we make You our treasure?

God:

It begins with surrender. Lay down your idols — the glittering trinkets, the hollow pursuits. Empty your hands, and I will fill them. Seek Me in the quietude of prayer, the pages of Scripture, the eyes of a stranger. Treasure Me above all else, and watch as your heart expands to hold infinity.

Me:

And what if doubts fill me?

God:

Doubt is the soil where faith takes root. Ask your questions. In the wrestling, you find strength. In the questions, you find answers. And when you emerge, limping but victorious, you will know — I am your treasure, your portion, your All.

Me:

One final plea, Lord. How do I keep You close when the world clamours for my attention?

God:

Seek first My kingdom, and the rest will follow. In the mundane, find Me. In the ordinary, behold the extraordinary. And when you stumble, when the shadows lengthen, know this: I am the treasure that walks beside you, the whisper in the wind, the flame that never wanes.

Me:

Thank you, Lord. I will seek You. You are a treasure that never runs out. In finding You, I find all things.

Whom have I in heaven but you? I desire you more than anything on earth. My health fails; my spirits droop, yet God remains! He is the strength of my heart; he is mine forever!

— Psalm 73:25–26

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🎧 This creative devotional is accompanied by music composed by yours truly.

Get the ambient album, Slowing Down To Grow, specially crafted for your times of meditation, reflection, solitude and rest.

Listen
Read
Breathe in…

Me:

Lord, what does a man possess when he has You for his treasure?

God:

My beloved, when a man discovers Me as treasure, it unearths the universe. In Me, all things converge — the galaxies and the dew-kissed petals, the laughter of children and the tears of saints. Imagine a chest overflowing with jewels, each gem reflecting facets of My character: love, wisdom, grace.

Me:

But, Lord, what about earthly treasures — the gold, the fame, the fleeting pleasures? Are they not worthy pursuits?

God:

Child, they shimmer like morning dew on spider silk. They vanish with the rising sun. But the one who holds Me within — their hands become vessels of eternity. Earthly riches pass through their grasp, yet they lack nothing. They possess the All-in-One.

Me:

And suffering, Lord? When pain gnaws at our bones, can You be our treasure then?

God:

Indeed. The man who clings to Me in afflictions discovers My nearness. In brokenness, he finds wholeness. Suffering becomes the chisel that shapes his soul into a vessel fit for glory. I am not absent in the flames; I walk with him.

Me:

But, Father, how do we make You our treasure?

God:

It begins with surrender. Lay down your idols — the glittering trinkets, the hollow pursuits. Empty your hands, and I will fill them. Seek Me in the quietude of prayer, the pages of Scripture, the eyes of a stranger. Treasure Me above all else, and watch as your heart expands to hold infinity.

Me:

And what if doubts fill me?

God:

Doubt is the soil where faith takes root. Ask your questions. In the wrestling, you find strength. In the questions, you find answers. And when you emerge, limping but victorious, you will know — I am your treasure, your portion, your All.

Me:

One final plea, Lord. How do I keep You close when the world clamours for my attention?

God:

Seek first My kingdom, and the rest will follow. In the mundane, find Me. In the ordinary, behold the extraordinary. And when you stumble, when the shadows lengthen, know this: I am the treasure that walks beside you, the whisper in the wind, the flame that never wanes.

Me:

Thank you, Lord. I will seek You. You are a treasure that never runs out. In finding You, I find all things.

Whom have I in heaven but you? I desire you more than anything on earth. My health fails; my spirits droop, yet God remains! He is the strength of my heart; he is mine forever!

— Psalm 73:25–26

You can support what I do by:

- supporting this post
- collecting onchain music
- using my music for your projects
- or sharing with someone you care about.