I want to begin this morning by telling you about two of my most prized possessions.

The first one is a simple ordinary rock. It’s a rock with some green and yellow paint splattered on it. I use it as a paper weight on my desk. I have had it for over 30 years. It’s not worth a lot, but I cherish it. If I tried to sell it, I couldn’t get much money for it, but you see, I would never even consider selling it, because I treasure it so much. Why is it so special to me? Not because of what it is. Not because of how it looks. Not even because of what it does… but because of the one who gave it to me. That’s what makes it special – the one who loved me and gave it to me. Our son, Jeff, gave that green and yellow paper weight rock to me when he was 5 years old. He made it for me in Sunday School.…