riddle me this...

The suitcase is here.  No one stole anything out of it, no one even unzipped it, but something destroyed most everything in it.  How can that be?

As soon as Matt pulled up to the house triumphantly with the now very battered bag, I noticed it had huge holes in it.  Gnawed in it.

Yeah.  They are out to get us.

Wherever the bag was being stored in Port-au-Prince is rat infested.  They chewed holes through the bag, chewed holes into the wheat flour, gnawed a big hole in the dish soap, and chewed through one of the toothpastes.

Then someone took the bag, threw it around a dozen times.

You get the picture.

Soapy, sticky, now moldy wheat flour with a faint smell of mint ground into everything in the entire bag, plus rat poop.  And all molding from the heat.

So, there's the end of the suitcase drama, folks.  The friend who reminded me day one that our treasure is in heaven made me laugh out loud and dust off my hands last night.

Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth,
Where moth and vermin destroy
Where thieves break in and steal.

But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven
Where neither moth nor vermin destroy,
Where thieves do not break in and steal,
For where your treasure is, 
There will your heart be also.
Matthew 6, NIV

I've gotta say, when I looked up "vermin" and it says "wild mammals that carry disease like rodents", the Bible has never come so alive :)

Praise the Lord, our treasure is in heaven!

There are no rats there...