I was recently watching an interview with a popular movie and television celebrity and was amazed with what he had to say about his life.
He stated, "Everything in my life has a price, but nothing has any value."
I was just about to turn to another more upbeat program but that statement stuck in my mind.
The program continued on and showed a palatial house where the star never felt at home.
He possessed a fleet of cars, but had nowhere special to go.
His marriages had failed.
His lonely, disillusioned words still rang in my ears as I made myself a cup of tea.
As I drank it I looked at my old cat curled up on the back of my chair.
In companionable silence we watched the dying embers in the woodstove and I felt deeply grateful for a house that is truly a home.
Here I enjoy loving care, comfort and peace - things without price but of great value . . . .