May, 2008

“Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal. But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal.” (Matthew 6:19-20)

Sigmund Freud’s favorite story was about the sailor shipwrecked on one of the South Sea islands. He was sized by the natives, hoisted to their shoulders, carried to the village, and set on a rude throne. Little by little, he learned that it was their custom once each year to make some man a king, king for a year. He liked it until he began to wonder what happened to all the former kings. Soon he discovered that every year when his kingship was ended, the king was banished to an island, where he starved to death. The sailor did not like that, but he was smart and he was king, king for a year. So he put his carpenters to work making boats, his farmers to work transplanting fruit trees to the island, farmers growing crops, masons building houses. So when his kingship was over, he was banished, not to a barren island, but to an island of abundance. It is a good parable of life: We’re all kings here, kings for but a little while, able to choose what we shall do with the stuff of life. As spring continues to evidence new life around and about us, may we grasp the kingship that is ours. Now is our time, now is our opportunity. I am glad to be working in the kingdom alongside of each of you.

Peace enough for the day,

Clark