In their hearts humans plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps. ~ Proverbs 16:9
Moving is a four letter word. I am trying to get rid of some excess stuff in order to simplify my life, and seriously…..am I really going to do anything with this pile of fabric that has sat on the same shelf in the exact same spot since I moved here eight years ago? And since it came with me, the shelf it probably sat on for at least 5 years before that. Most likely the answer is “No.” So why keep it? It’s not that decorative. My daughter-in-law and granddaughter might want some. Then how about that huge container of left over yarn? Uh…
There are two boxes of books from a book club obtained when I neglected to send back the card to say that I didn’t want the book? I haven’t read them and I don’t want to read them. What’s more, I finally came to that conclusion. They are practically brand new except they may be 20 years old. Well, I love books but really – give them to the library. They love books too.
How did I get so pack rat like? I don’t know. But wait – didn’t my siblings just clean out my mom’s house while I watched, because the floor was so full of stuff that I couldn’t keep my balance without light. The lamps had gone in an estate sale. I did come home with very little—a keepsake or two, something for the kids and a couple of grandkids who wanted one. But, I did bring home pile upon pile of photos and historical documents for the amateur genealogist in me. Sigh.
I’m getting rid of furniture that I do not like or that is not comfortable. William Morris an English textile designer said “Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful.” One or the other. Maybe both. My husband wonders…but he’s both. What about the stuff I love? If I really love it, I’ll keep it, but my “loves” are changing. I feel transformation happening within. I want more space and less stuffed closets. It is a good Lenten spiritual exercise to sort and get rid of things that are no longer useful, or that do not make you happy and peaceful, in order to make space in your home and in your spirit. I saw a suggestion to give away one thing out of your closet for each day in Lent and I have more than met expectations in this, but there is still more that can go. I already feel freer and lighter with more room for God.
Why am I writing when I’m up over my ears in boxes and we’re not finished packing? When the moving van will come on Wednesday and I don’t have a home to put the stuff in I did keep? Well, because it’s what I do…There is a light at the end of the tunnel and I don’t think it’s a train. Any day now, we will know if the only door for housing that has not been slammed in our face, before we even have a chance to go for a looky-loo, is the one which God will tell us to go through and unpack. This, also, is a Lenten exercise in trust and patience for sure.
Lead me Lord, lead me by your Spirit. Make your will clear for my future. For it is you Lord, you the wounded healer, who makes my heart sing and my feet dance for joy. Fill me Lord, fill me with your Spirit ~ Spirit of love, Spirit of joy and peace. Be my rock, be my rock of refuge, of courage and strength for my journey. ~ Finians’s Readings, Celtic Daily Prayer