Treasure Hunting

Buried Pirates treasure, Knights of the Templar hiding their treasure on Oak Island…the lure and the hunt have been on since any of us can remember. I for one enjoy the mystery and the adventure. The book: Map of Bones by James Rollins, the movies: Fools Gold with Matthew McConaughey and National Treasure with Nicolas Cage, and the History Channel show: The Curse of Oak Island all come to mind. The idea of finding hidden treasures captivates, fascinates, and excites people. Even metal-detecting includes this same lure to uncover something lost long ago.

It is an ingrained aspect of our nature to be excited by hidden treasures. Why?

treasure map 1

Well, for me, I see the fingerprint of God on us in this excitement over hidden treasure. I think it is for a reason and could lead us on an adventure; but I also see the question repeatedly alluded to in the bible: “What, Where, Who is your treasure?”

In the bible:  God likens himself to a sought after “Pearl of Great Price”, in another parable He is shown as a hidden treasure in a field and the person sells all to buy that land so the treasure is theirs, Paul warns that “where our treasure is there will our hearts be also”…treasures capture our hearts.

In 1 Kings 10 Queen Sheba seeks out Solomon and brings a full train of treasures to present to him when she “heard of the fame of the Lord” in Solomon’s life. It said she came with hard questions, but when she met with him “she communed with him with all of her heart” and that he “told her the questions of her heart”. The wealth and treasures she brought with her were gladly given away in search of what her heart was looking for from Solomon.

The wisdom of God that Solomon had caused people to seek him out for answers and they would give him excessive riches and treasures of all kinds. Yet, Solomon turned those treasures around and put them to use in the House of the Lord. The trees that Sheba brought him were made into: 1) two pillars to the house of the Lord, and 2) every bit of the remaining trees made instruments to play in the house of the Lord. The treasures given to him were not what he treasured.

In a dream I had, there was a large ornately carved wooden desk, like a teacher’s desk except for the beautiful carving work. I was shown a secret door on the inside panel, as I look at it – it opens and I see there is a drawer. Inside the drawer are gem stones, ancient coins, and (wasn’t clear what else). There are hidden things yet to be revealed. There are treasures yet to be seen.

Holy Spirit reveals to us the Hidden and Secret things of God. He opens the way for us to see and know the mysteries of God…but what are the mysteries of God? What are the Secret and Hidden things? What are the meanings of our dreams? What revelations are still awaiting the Bride of Christ? What are the Deep Things of God? How deep are they? Where is their depth? If God is a treasure buried in a field, why aren’t we digging? Where is our excitement for this kind of hidden treasure?

The treasure of God is still awaiting all of us. He will never pass away and the “haul” is limitless. God could be “mined” forever and we’d never reach the end of Him. Doesn’t it intrigue you what His mysteries are?


Metal Detecting History: Found The Shooting Range

Well, today was a day for finding bullets! Amazing how many actually. I finally had to stop because of the heat.

Seems I found the shooting range on the property. A few of the bullets I found a bit deeper in the dirt and smashed against the rocks.

The bullet below is similar to the bullets in the very top left of the picture above, except it is much bigger.

The bullets below: (starting left to right) the first 8 say: 40 S&W R-P, then 38 SPL R-P, then what looks like 380 Auto S&W, then 30 Carbine R-P.  I believe S&W means Smith & Wesson, is that right? What does R-P mean?

 This little guy mushroomed 

These appear to be the older variety bullets

Metal Detecting History – Finds So Far

Well, it has been fun, and the anticipation to find something really special is building. I haven’t even checked half of the land yet.

The newest objects found are:
A paper 16 gage shell top, which my dad says they stopped making after the 20’s
And the large pointed tool looking thing. Not sure if it was part of something bigger or if it is a tool head of some kind.

The small cup-shaped piece is another noggin scratcher. (bottom right)

Amazing how many nails are out there.


Metal Detecting History – Find 2 is a Mystery

Well, I was hoping to find out what this was before posting, but haven’t found anyone who knows. So far, the guesses are: 1) a license plate, but I asked my neighbor that restores old cars and he said it wasn’t one he’s seen, or  2) a grave marker… but I don’t feel confident on that either.

It is metal, of course, with a thick glass which used to be there in the middle. There were small pieces of paper under parts of the glass, but they basically disintegrated as I took it out of the ground. There are no signs this was hooked to something else or part of something else. There is one long hinge at the top and two small metal flaps, at the bottom in the back, that close the two plates together over whatever paper was inside.

If you know what it is, please let me know! 

Metal Detecting History – Find 1

I love the land I live on! I have to say I have appreciated it in different ways from the time I moved in August 1st 2004 to now. The first couple days I was so scared; coming from the city with all its sounds all the time, to no noise at all any of the time, is a massive change. I wanted to high-tail-it back to the city after a day or two, but as I prayed a prayer of questions, fear, and regret early one morning, the Lord grabbed my attention saying: “Look, look outside. It’s what you wanted!” The window was open, curtains softly fluttering with a light breeze, birds singing, sun shining, deep green grass…I knelt down just looking and taking it all in. I smiled and breathed in the air. In my heart and mind I knew…the Lord confirmed His hand on me living here.

Since then I’ve come to appreciate the space of this land, even the darkness is ok now, the safety of His protection, the walks I take, the different birds – especially the bluebird (not to be confused with Blue Jay’s), the different wild flowers, and the amazing views off either side of this ridge line. The amazing sunsets…have you seen a chocolate sunset? The colors have faded till they swirl into a milk chocolate-brown color.

I’ve now come to appreciate this land for its history! I want to hear more… who walked on it, who lived here, what it was like for them here…I wonder if the spring peepers were even louder for them when they settled this land, what was the view they saw…

Anyway, I’ve taken up metal detecting and hope to find more clues as to who the settlers were of this land….this Triune land. (Attached is a brief historical account of this land as remembered and collected from others by one man: E.C. Brown. It’s the only information I have found)

I thought I might share what I find, taking you along for the ride! 🙂

My first major find, because mostly it’s been old nails, is this hefty size horse shoe. Because of its size it appears to be a larger than normal horse, a work horse. It’s a used shoe, with wear at the top. Settlers would have used large plow horses.

“Before the invention of the automobile, the horse served as man’s primary means of transportation in many parts of the world. The horse can cover a lot more ground in a day’s travel than a person can on foot. It can also haul heavy loads, transporting goods along with people in stagecoaches, wagons, and trolleys. Horses carried homesteaders and their belongings in covered wagons into the wild American West and helped expand and transform a few struggling colonies into a great nation.”  “American settlers desired horses that were multifunctional. They wanted horses they could ride, plow fields with, and hitch to a carriage for a drive to church on Sunday. One of the first American breeds, the Morgan horse, is noted for its versatility and easily filled this bill. Other American breeds such as the Saddlebred and the Tennessee Walker developed from plantation horses, bred for their easy gaits. A man could sit comfortably and ride them over miles and miles of farmland without tiring.”