I realize the more times I move the more stuff I leave behind.

My first thought is one of sadness.

But then I realize this is a good thing.

The stuff left behind perhaps served its purpose and it’s my time to let it go.

Welcome another move. My opportunity to leave more stuff behind.

Whatever the move or how many, I am holding tight to my most cherished possession.

GOD left it in my custody.

I will honor GOD by embracing and sharing it, but I will never leave this cherished possession behind.