Dandelion Fluff

My kids caught a lizard the other day and decided it was their pet. Of course, this new little guy needed a bed to get comfortable in, so they went around the yard and collected all the dandelion seeds they could find in a bucket. As they proudly showed me their hard work, all I could see was a bucket full of weed spawn. True, it did look nice and soft, but I knew those seeds for what they truly were: yard wreckers!
As I stood there staring down into bucket, I began to wonder if my life reflected those seeds at all. Do many of the little actions and things I do look good, feel soft, and seem fun? (What kid doesn't love to blow dandelion seeds?) Though they have the appearance of religion and love, are they really nothing but weeds? Or am I sowing something of worth? Is my heart tuned in more on the things of the world, or of the Spirit?
“Don't collect for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal. But collect for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves don't break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” Matthew 6:19-21
Is your treasure in heaven, or is it dandelion fluff?