As you probably already know...
My {man} is awe.some.
He is generous...
humble...
handsome...
insightful....
brave....
strong.........
and not {materialistic}.
Casey is the most incredible example to me, of a man who treasures things that are meaningful.....not just stuff.
He is a hobby guy.
He loves getting a piece of crap, and fixing it up.
His fixed up this Dodge Dart before he even had a license, then when he moved to ft. collins he needed money. So he sold it. Really without hesitation.
The first taste i had of it began in our dating relationship with this bmx bike.
It started out in pretty rough shape, but he invested time, energy, and money into it to fix it up. He took it out for a few spins, and then decided to sell it. (we probably needed the money).
He did this without hesitation. Without being sad that he was selling this bike that he had worked so hard on. He said, "it's just a bike".
Next up, he bought this old dirt bike. Let me tell you, this truly was a piece of crap. Again, he spent time, money, effort into fixing it up. He took it out for a few (maybe more then a few) good rides, and then decided to sell it because we needed the money. One day he just told me, i'm gonna post my dirt bike on craigslist. I was a little taken back. Really? Just like that? I mean you LOVE this dirt bike and you're just gonna sell it? He said, "it's just a bike."
Back to cars. He bought this Eagle Talon for REALLY cheap from a friend of his. Really didn't put a whole lot of money or work into it.......because this car already had what he liked. It was fast. And fun to drive. Yep, we needed money. He sold it. Again, like an idiot, i said to him.....but you LOVE this car! "it's only a car." he said.
Since we moved into our house, we have wanted to paint it and do something new with our back yard patio. We've lived here for nearly 4 years now and have never had the money just lying around to be able to do it. So guess what? Last summer, to save on the cost of gas, he decided to buy a motorcycle to ride to and from work. So he purchased this motorcycle for cheap. It wasn't in nearly as rough of shape as the yellow one, but it sure wasn't this pretty. Again, time, money, effort....a few good rides. He sold his motorcycle, without hesitation. I said, well, don't you want to ride the bike to and from work this summer and save gas? "sure," he said. "i'll ride my pedal bike." yeah but, you LOVE this motorcycle won't you be sad to sell it? can't we save money elsewhere to paint the house? "robin, it's just a bike."
It's just a bike. It's just a car. As Eccleesiastes 1:2 says, "Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity."
But let me tell you what he {does} treasure.
He treasures, God. He puts time and energy and money and effort into obeying God's calling on his life. He treasures and looks forward to heaven.
He treasures, me. Second to God, i can say with confidence that i am the most important to him. He pursues me with intention, and tenderness.
He treasures, his daughters. He prays for them, he disciplines them (or will in the case of Amelia), he works hard to provide for them....even if it means stepping out into rough seas.
He treasures, his brothers and sisters in Christ.
He treasures, his friends.
I am blessed to be able to have such a profound example of a man tight fistedly holding onto things that matter.....and not cars and bikes and motorcycles and jobs and houses and clothes and money and status and........
