We went to our first estate auction yesterday. I tried not to think about the fact we were bidding on the artifacts from a dead person’s life. It surprised me that even the woman’s cleaning supplies and personal care items were sold, but it’s better than letting them go to waste.
Just by looking at her belongings, we could see she liked to travel; she loved beautiful crystal and china, ornate wooden pieces of furniture, and fine art. The many shelves of books revealed her love of reading. The exquisite baby grand piano and boxes of CDs hinted that music meant something to her.
We acknowledged that she had a beautiful home, but her possessions told us nothing about her as a person. Did she spend her life helping others or serving herself? Was she lonely or surrounded by friends and family? Was her life a delight to God or was God even a part of her life?
Of course, we’ll never know.
The things we own aren’t a good measurement of our worth. The legacy we leave behind isn’t a fancy sports car in the garage or a house full of “stuff” – it is in the lives of others that we meet each day. Every intersection of our life and someone else’s is an opportunity to be a beacon of kindness.
It feels safer to seek out those who are like us – in spirituality, lifestyle and appearance. This is like eating peanut butter and jelly for dinner every night – it gets boring after a while.
Here’s to reaching out to souls who may be different from me. These are people who can teach me about myself and deepen my ties to humanity. This is my world and I want to make it beautiful. (Even if it means not running from the BK guy if I see him on the street :))
“Love your neighbor as yourself. There is no commandment greater than these.” Mark 12:31