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The things that matter most

We’ve recently returned from a wonderful 10 days spent with family and friends in Saskatchewan.
Linda Wegner

We’ve recently returned from a wonderful 10 days spent with family and friends in Saskatchewan. While it was our granddaughter’s pinning ceremony and her pending convocation from the University of Saskatchewan that prompted the trip, it was the every day things that brought back treasured memories. I call them “the things that matter most”.

First there was the emotion-charged reunion with our middle granddaughter. The mental picture of her as a shy, slightly chubby preschooler kept popping up, even as I viewed her as she is now: six feet tall, slim, beautiful and soon to be officially recognized as a Registered Nurse. I won’t say more because, as is well known, every grandparent thinks their children’s offspring are the most intelligent, beautiful and noteworthy beings on Earth. Ours definitely are but I’ll leave it at that.

Then there was the time spent with our son and his wife, more like a daughter than a daughter-in-law. The difference, though, is that now we’re the ones who need an afternoon nap and regular snacks.

A very special visit involved a nearly three-hour round trip by car to visit long-time friends in another town. Among our first acquaintances early in our marriage, Eva is 89 years old and still living on the farm with her son. Although the thought of all that driving (on top of all we’d already done) was daunting, the realization that this could be our last face-to-face visit was the deciding factor. The time spent with them was rich with blessings, bringing home the truth that the things that matter most truly cannot be counted in money or in time.

“For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” Matthew 6:21

None of us escapes the encroachment of time but each decides what matters most in life. Choose well.