by Flora Reigada
According to folklore, the Lost Dutchman's Gold Mine is hidden in the Superstition Mountains east of Phoenix, Arizona. The mine is named for German immigrant, Jacob Waltz, circa 1810-1891, when Germans were called Dutchmen.
After discovering the mine, Waltz reportedly kept its location a secret and took that secret to his grave. Some versions of the story assert the mine is cursed, fueling speculation about mysterious deaths and disappearances of treasure seekers hunting its gold. Among these was Jesse Capen, 35, who disappeared in 2009. His skeletal remains were found in 2012.
The mine's legends and curses stand in stark contrast with the blessings God places in our path.
Jesus didn't take this "secret" to His grave. He rose, freely offering the keys to His kingdom. These might be different for each of us, but they unlock the mansion within.
There is provision. Whether spiritual, physical or material, God has promised to supply all our needs "from his glorious riches." (Philippians 4:19, NLT).
Imagine a Father who opens His coffers to generously pour out His love. The Christian has such a Father.
There are everyday treasures, such as a sunrise, the songs of birds, life-giving rains and the taste of our favorite food.
There is God's presence. Through the indwelling Holy Spirit, He illuminates the richness of His Word, more brilliantly than earth's purest gold, applying it to our lives.
And God's riches are not something we leave behind, hidden in a mountain. We can invest in the lives of others, leaving a legacy. We also store it up in heaven, "where moths and rust cannot destroy, and thieves do not break in and steal" (Matthew 6:20, NLT).
But as my pastor, Peter Lord, would say, "God's treasures aren't only for the sweet by and by. They are also for the nasty now and now."
For me, a ten-cent key opened the windows of heaven.