So, Who Really Owns it, Anyway?

Over the weekend I read the comments with some interest made by a man made on Face Book about his frustration over his county road being neglected by the County road department, and then he got his tax statement. He reported that he called the tax office and told them, “When y’all repair my road I will pay the taxes.” Of course he was told that the fees for delinquent taxes were scheduled on his tax notice and those fees could not / would not be waived under any circumstances. It was also explained to him that other issues such as road-maintenance or such other grievances never play into the payment of one’s taxes.

The dude was irate and went on for a while. Some of his FB friends explained that if he pursued his foolish course that a day might well come wherein the state showed up with an eviction notice and held an auction. That really set him off and he explained how many guns he owned and how many rounds of ammo he had stored, and announced himself as being “ready for war!” . . . Poor foolish dude.

As I thought about his boast “I own this place free and clear and there ain’t nobody gonna take it from me!” . . . I wondered how many guys have owned that very piece of ground and said those same words. I am certain there were some Indian folks who once felt that same way, then there were some Mexicans who did as well. Those folks have passed into history . . . likely not even remembered . . . and today this guy claims that very parcel of ground as his very own.

The point? Simply that we are just pilgrims passing through life on earth, and not much is permanent. Today, there is a piece of paper filed in the courthouse which might identify me as the current owner of a piece of ground . . . but that is certainly not set in stone . . . next week the state could show up and declare their intent to take the land so they can put a road through it . . . and the court has historically upheld such actions . . . known as “eminent domain” . . . meaning the legislature has put more chips on the State’s side of the table . . . and did that in the name of “the common good.”  Private property rights are diminishing in the USA, and the state’s rights are on the rise.  Just visit the courthouse, do a title search, and see how many folks before you owned that same plot of ground before you were even on earth . . . look at that and tell me again about how you and your family own that land.

My family history includes the loss of some beautiful land . . . that in the mind of a foolish man . . . ought to rightfully belong in my family today. But the simple truth of the matter is that times and fortunes change, as do circumstances and events.

All of that notwithstanding, I do have a deed to a home that cannot ever be taken from me . . . Jesus has secured it for me and will forever hold it in trust for me (John 14). That home is there for me because of what Jesus did for me . . . and a decision I made years ago.

Matthew 6 says, “19 Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, 20 but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

I can never truly own property down here . . . simply control it during my life on earth – well, if I can pay the taxes, and if the state never sets its sights on it!

Think about it . . . where is your treasure . . . how safe is it, really?

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