What Would You Take?

I was just looking at a series of photos taken of refugee's and their most treasured possession, the things they had been able to escape with. You can see the pictures here.

When I arrived back in Korea at the end of March all the talk in the air was of war. I didn't believe God had brought me back just in time for me to have to run, but at the same time I thought it was prudent to pack a small backpack - just in case.

As I looked at these pictures I thought about what I had packed - documents, a change of underwear, a toothbrush and other hygiene things, a water bottle, a few keepsakes that I would be exceedingly sad to lose, my external hard drive with copies of all my photos and data, and my Bible.

That backpack stands in the corner of my room next to my violin and if I had to run those two things and my handbag are all I would be able to carry... everything else - it's just stuff. And when it comes down to it, even the things I can carry are just stuff. I can buy another violin, the music however will stay in my fingers. Maybe I'll lose the hard drive with my photos, but I still have my memories. I have other Bibles in a box in NZ, but the word of God and His love will stay in my heart.

It is not things that are important, it is life, and people, and experiences, and love, and most importantly, the confidence that God is watching over me every moment of my life, and I can trust Him because He is good.

What would you take?