How Treasures Emerge: A Guide to Survive Being Buried Alive

By Renata Cardenas

When we learn to identify our issues, embrace the challenges of our past, and put our faith in God, we can then begin the necessary healing process and start on the path towards our destiny. Renata Cardenas shows how basic biblical principles can be intentionally applied to every day life as a mechanism for revealing one's buried treasure.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Sep 1, 2016
• ISBN: 9781483580630

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INTRODUCTION

Although this could still be considered a myth, it has been said that in ancient history pirates would bury stolen treasures only to return and rediscover them at a later time. These riches stolen from ships of other pirates were eventually found with the help of maps that were hand crafted after the looted fortunes had been buried.

We as individuals are so amazed at our God given value and abilities that sometimes we bury who we are out of fear. We often fear the unknown, even with the possibility of greatness being on the other side of it. We fear that others will take advantage of us, steal the most valuable parts of us and perhaps bury it elsewhere. For some of us, that is a reality. After we have lived a while, the greatness we have within us somehow becomes a buried treasure and we find ourselves at war in an effort to map our way out.

I warred with the content of this book almost in the same manner that some have opposed righteousness. Doing what is right and just is never easy especially when everyone else seems to be moving in the opposite direction. It’s as if my strength had been buried while on the path of most resistance. I was overcome with negative emotions that could become deadly if left unchanged. Eventually there was an overwhelming confirmation that this book was the right thing to do. It is an assignment.

I didn’t care so much about being judged. I thought more about the way people would handle those connected to me after knowing more than they could presume on their own. I thought about my daughter. I eventually pondered on all of the other emerging treasures that would one day find themselves buried in this book.

When you’re in a low, dark place, it can easily be mistaken for an eternal burial ground. It’s as if all of life’s beauty has been snatched out through your gut.

Every attempt to replenish hope, peace and joy is suffocated with fear. Fear that this may just be all He wrote. I got used to dark places, dark relationships and dark expectations, I blamed way too much on my dark past. Like a hopeful prisoner in solitary confinement I would gasp for air at the sound of human life in my dark atmosphere. I’d hope they’d come to set me free, but at the same time I had little faith in the security of that ideal. It was like an irregular downward spiral that many passed off as young adulthood.

I was hopeful and uncertain. I was sure but didn’t know much. I had been taught but struggled to apply any of it to my life because though it seemed legitimate, my attempts failed time and time again. These attempts gave me a false illusion that love, joy, peace and prosperity weren’t attainable for me.

I’m sure I’ve encountered many people in my darkest moments that had no idea I was at rock bottom emotionally. The funny thing is they could see the buried treasure within me that I couldn’t find. How could I be so smart, but make such stupid decisions? How could I be so brilliant but apply it to nothing? How could I get so far and turn back? How could I be so blessed and be so comfortable in lack?

Treasures can just be sitting; aging and not confident they’ll ever be found but never lose value. Beneath the surface, they are curious about the possibilities but are slowly losing hope in a comfortable, dark place. Meanwhile someone they don’t even know is strategically mapping out a way to dig them out. Someone is losing sleep, crossing oceans, climbing mountains and enduring valleys in a quest to set an emerging treasure free.

When I finally came into the knowledge that what I experienced in my life had less to do with me, and more to do with the people I would help along my life’s journey. My emotions were all over the place. I wanted to give up but I wanted to see what the end would be. All of my hopes and plans came to a boiling point. God had brought me through so much and it would be foolish to give up and take the same challenging distance back instead of moving forward into a whole new world.

I decided to write a