I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
The “extra” over and above the original value of something.
It has been said that Johnny Chapman (Appleseed) added value to a fruit we admire by insuring its abundance, usually leading to the loss of value. In this case apples were converted to cider which frequently fermented during transport. You can imagine where that led.
This sits on the counter in my kitchen.
It is homemade jelly of the best sort.
Some dear, faithful, devoted people who are sweeter than this jelly will ever be gave it to us Sunday.
I guess they added value to the fruit as they worked the process.
But it got me to thinking about added value that is so common, so vast, so amazing that we can take it for granted.
My friends who made this jelly, and the friends who take meals as acts of love and kindness, and the friends who grow gardens and share the bounty, and the friends who call or message kindness and encouragement, and the friends who send you cards or laugh at your jokes or cry with your grief, well…
They are adding value.
Added value so great that no wealth can purchase it.
Added value so precious that life shrinks without it.
Added value so amazing and abundant that to see it makes you want to get rid of all the lesser stuff so you can reside in the fields it occupies.
Behind the jar of jelly there was a thought. There was a desire. There was a care.
To give someone something.
The givers had no idea what a valuable addition they are to my life.
You know what I mean?
Excuse me while I butter a biscuit.
As our Friend amiably ambulated alongside me today we were talking about precious friends and the precious gifts that add much more than we can know. He smiled at me the way he does and said…
“Sometimes just a couple of timbers and a handful of nails turn into the mansion of mansions - if you look through the eyes of your heart.”