Possessions

I love talking about my church classes. It helps me sort through the nonsense and pull the informative insights out of the mundane church social network. Sunday's lesson was on the Law of Consecration, my idea of Socialism on the wings of angels, with everyone actually doing their part and having a strong faith that the law would work and strong faith in God and their Savior.

We were asked to mention a possession we would have a hard time giving up. I racked my brain and really couldn't think of a one I couldn't part with. I mean my wedding ring is beautiful and has many feelings attached to it but I do not need it to know the covenants I made with my hubby. I know he loves me and I love him. So other than that, there is nothing. The things I can't give up are not temporal. My family is the only tangible thing that I would do anything, anything to keep a hold of. You want my house, it's yours. My van, well no one wants my van but you can have it. When you have lost what we have, Loughlin and Rhiannon nothing and I mean nothing has a hold on me. Material things have no meaning........