Treasures on earth

We continue to deal with the implications of the car accident. Today has been one frustration after another. When will the adjuster come to do his thing? What will he determine? Total or fix? Why does the insurance company think it is cheaper to tow the car 80 miles to Sacramento until the adjuster can check it out and then back 80 miles to have it fixed when it is going to go to a shop one mile from where it is stored? On and on it goes.
The real battle is that this car have been like a family member. It has a name, Alexander the Great. In fact, when I emailed my daughter, I used the word 'fatal' and she panicked thinking I meant one of us had fatal wounds. Jon has babied this car, carefully selecting parking places away from home and guarding it as best he can. Often we park far away so no one will park close to us, only to come out and find someone right up on our bumper. That really makes him crazy. In a word, it is a treasure to him. Granted not the Porsche he wants, but special none the less.
Jesus talked about how things on earth can rust, be eaten by moths or stolen by thieves. He said if your greatest treasures are on earth, that is what you can expect. But if your teasures are in heaven, that is, life with God, loved ones, rewards for obedience, etc., no one can steal them, eat them or crash into them. So think on that for a few minutes and assess what your treasures really are.
Meanwhile, I will keep you posted on this saga.