Well, it's a buyers market for houses and cars. Although, apparently a Seat or a Volkswagen can hold it's value, and it's said that you'll never lose equity on a piece of land.
Hard harvests and world wide famine makes our bread worth more, surely it's always far more valuable in the eyes of those who don't have any. With terms like 'credit crunch' flying around it seems to make any thing you can afford feel like more of a luxury. And petrol, should we even go there!? The difference between what it's worth and what we pay seems to be the difference between here and Mars... or wait. No petrol, no cars, no people getting to work; no one running our factories, transport, hospitals... no ambulances, fire engines, life boats, police cars...
An Englishman's word is no longer his bond and a promise is worth little to most people. Say yes or no and a majority will give it no credit until they see it done.
So, considering worth. What am I worth? What are you worth? Do you have facebook? Have you heard of the application 'buy a friend'? Last I checked I was becoming worth something in the region of 100,000s of dollars, but it was a long time ago that I checked (and the value of the dollar is coming down as fast as my friends are bidding for me, add to that the fact that the money isn't even real). At work I'm worth 7.50 an hour - that's to my employers - to the children I look after my worth seems infinitely multiplied when I soothe their fears, dry their tears and they run to me when they're hurt.
What would you give for some one else? £5 for a bunch of flowers? Who knows the price of a 1st class stamp anymore? Sent anything to anyone recently? Received anything from anyone recently?
Who thinks more of you than they do themselves? Who values your life more than their own? Who's given their lives for you recently?
In the past few days I've had hugs, text messages, e-mails, conversations, I've listened to someone cry and heard them tell me why - they did the same for me a day or two before. I've had parts of people's time, parts of their lives, all very valuable parts.
But who decides value? Who decides my worth?
A man was walking in a field one day and he saw some thing valuable hidden under the long grass- some thing almost priceless. His heart leapt inside and he quickly buried the priceless item deeper in the grass so no one would see it. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach as he almost ran home. He quickly sold his house, sold his land, his animals, his best clothes, even his solid oak dining table with a 6 matching chairs. With the money he'd got from selling every thing he had, he went and bought the field that he'd been walking in a couple of days earlier. This man was now very much richer than he had been before he gave up everything that he owned.
Around the time of A.D. 30 two sparrows were worth 1 copper coin, that's about £3-£5 to us. Who cares about sparrows? Why would anyone pay for sparrows?
That sounds similar to the question I asked earlier... Who cares about me? Why or what would anyone pay for me?
The answer: GOD.
Who cares about me?
GOD
GOD
What would He give for me?
HIMSELF
HIMSELF
What is there that you can find that's SO valuable, that if you went and gave up EVERYTHING just to have it, you'd be very much richer?
GOD
He made you like Him, He wants you to love Him. He wants you to come to Him and give up every thing you have, for Him - give up your rebellion against Him, give up your pride in denying who He is, give up giving yourself away to things that are worth so much less than what He offers you.
So, on Saturday, in the park. A group of Christians with a gazebo, with a soft ball and some games cones. What was it worth for us to run ad jump around? What was it worth for me to jump around from hoop to hoop? What was it worth for me to write to the council, ring the park rangers, get a copy of insurance, write a risk assessment, contact someone to borrow games resources, spend hours drawing up plans for games, design leaflets, deliver leaflets, invite church people and liaise with our church pastor to get the activity organised?
It could be worth a life, an ETERNAL life. It could be the difference between Heaven or Hell to any or all of the 9 children that came and heard about the Bible.
So to anyone who doesn't believe, who tells you what you're worth? Who tells you you're actually more valuable than a copper coin or two sparrows? And when they do tell you that, why would you believe them?
Jesus said: "Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father's (God's) will. But the very hairs of your head are numbered, do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows. Therefore whoever confesses me before men, him I will confess before my father who is in heaven."
Also, I feel wonderfully valuable when I pray and ask God to hold off the rain for the afternoon in the park - and He does.
And when He gives me a fun time with my family having a barbeque. With my two aunts, two uncles, two cousins, great-aunt and uncle, nan and grandad, mum, step dad and three sisters.
I love my family.
I love my Lord.
He made you like Him, He wants you to love Him. He wants you to come to Him and give up every thing you have, for Him - give up your rebellion against Him, give up your pride in denying who He is, give up giving yourself away to things that are worth so much less than what He offers you.
So, on Saturday, in the park. A group of Christians with a gazebo, with a soft ball and some games cones. What was it worth for us to run ad jump around? What was it worth for me to jump around from hoop to hoop? What was it worth for me to write to the council, ring the park rangers, get a copy of insurance, write a risk assessment, contact someone to borrow games resources, spend hours drawing up plans for games, design leaflets, deliver leaflets, invite church people and liaise with our church pastor to get the activity organised?
It could be worth a life, an ETERNAL life. It could be the difference between Heaven or Hell to any or all of the 9 children that came and heard about the Bible.
So to anyone who doesn't believe, who tells you what you're worth? Who tells you you're actually more valuable than a copper coin or two sparrows? And when they do tell you that, why would you believe them?
Jesus said: "Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father's (God's) will. But the very hairs of your head are numbered, do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows. Therefore whoever confesses me before men, him I will confess before my father who is in heaven."
Also, I feel wonderfully valuable when I pray and ask God to hold off the rain for the afternoon in the park - and He does.
And when He gives me a fun time with my family having a barbeque. With my two aunts, two uncles, two cousins, great-aunt and uncle, nan and grandad, mum, step dad and three sisters.
I love my family.I love my Lord.
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