Some friends and I were recently talking about things we just HAD to have when we were kids—Baby Tender Love, Barbie, an EZ Bake Oven, Slinky, a cool bike, a BB gun . . . As teenagers, we graduated to platform shoes, Chic jeans or Levis, pierced ears, and enough hot rollers, makeup mirrors, and beauty products to stock Sephora. College? Western gear. (What can I say? It was the Urban Cowboy era.) Then on to power suits and shoulder pads and Dynasty. I remember convincing myself to buy a "statement purse," which I had read about in whatever fashion magazine that was controlling my wallet at the time. I spent $150 on it at the old (and wonderful) Parisian department store in Birmingham. Within a year, I had grown just as tired of it as all those $40 purses I had gone through.
What do we just HAVE to have—really? God's love. Christ's gift of grace and forgiveness. Each other. "Faith, hope, and charity." Peace of mind and heart. (New carpet for the guest room? Entirely optional:)