This is what I think to myself as I sit on the metro, watching the day rise.
Suddenly, a panging thought. Am I holding it all too close? I stand in a gossamer realm of time between eternities - is it wrong to be so satisfied on the riches of this moment and place?
Then, another thought springs unbidden to my mind - a reminder that I am not the only one whose heart seeks to contain life's wonders. "But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart." Luke 2:19
Ah, to be a vessel for all the blessed treasures of life: the sweetest tastes, the funniest stories, the finest arts, the kindest memories, the most curious things, and the most beautiful things. The heart that stores up good surely shines like gold - and that is what I seek to be like. Though this flesh will not endure, this soul will someday be robed in new glory to match the transformation that is already at work. Then the shoddy cloak of the sage will be changed to match the jade hidden beneath the collar (if you all remember the 70th chapter of Tao Te Ching).
"Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things. The things which you learned and received and heard and saw in me [Paul], these do, and the God of peace will be with you." Philippians 4:8-9