It is possible to gather riches that we can carry with us. A ship wrecked on a desert island in ancient times. There were many merchants on board with their wealth, and they saved nothing from the sea but their own life. They were making great lament over their losses. There was a poet on board, however, and he was calm and at peace amid all the misery of the merchants. When asked why he bore his misfortune so calmly, he said the others had their treasures in their goods and had lost all; but that he had his in brain and heart and had lost nothing. When a worldly man dies his loses all his treasures in the wreck of his ventures on death’s cold rocks. But when a godly man dies he carries his treasures over with him into the other world.