“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:” (Ecclesiastes 3:1 KJV)
My husband received an e-mail from his friend which really got my attention. The story was about a young man named Jack. His father died when he was young and his neighbor, Mr. Belser, was a great influence on him while growing up. Mr. Belser taught him carpentry which helped him decide on a career and eventually open his own business.
One day, his Mom called to let him know that Mr. Belser had passed away. He caught the next flight home not wanting to miss the funeral. The service was small and uneventful as he had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.
Before he returned home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Memories flooded Jack’s mind. It was like a leap through space and time. Everything was in its place just like he remembered. All of a sudden he realized that the small gold box Mr. Belser kept locked on top of his desk was missing. He had asked him a thousand times what was inside and all Mr. Belser would say was, “the thing I value most.” Thinking perhaps someone in his family had taken it; Jack thought he would never know what that gold box contained.
About two weeks later, he stopped to pick up his mail and there was a note from the post office about a package that required his signature. The next day he retrieved the package. When he opened it, the gold box was in it with a key taped to it. The note inside gave instruction to send the box to Jack Bennett. He carefully unlocked the box and found a beautiful gold pocket watch with a note that read, “Jack, Thanks for your time! Harold Belser.”
We have all been given a treasure box of time. Use it wisely and give it lavishly to those who need you.
Prayer: Lord, life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by what we did with the time You have allotted us. Help me remember to brighten someone else’s day with the beautiful gift of my time!
Devotion by Kaye Singleton