It's just 'stuff'

Got evacuated out of our house yesterday because of a fire nearby that was heading our way. It was the strangest feeling. Knowing we only had a few minutes to grab a couple things and get out of there. Odd how your mind races.... "What are the things I would regret not grabbing, and what things are just not important?" Thoughts were running pell-mell through my mind as I scanned down a mental list. My books? Nah, they can be easily replaced. (Well, most of them.) Clothes? No big deal. They stay. Bible? Duh, that's the first thing going out with me! Financial info? Quick to grab, and hard to reconstruct later. Yeah, it goes too. Camera? Electronic stuff? Forget it. I don't need it anyway. Pictures? I can't possible get them all, but which ones would we/I most miss? Daddy's and Mama's wedding album, and our baby pics. It was the oddest feeling. But the whole experience reminded me of just how temporal our 'stuff' is. And how we really don't need it all anyway.

I'm very thankful my house is still standing, complete with its contents.... but even if it weren't--it's all just 'stuff' anyway.

My family is all okay, and that's what I most want.