So it appears that every so many years my life goes through some major upheaval. I would quite possibly think there was something wrong if it didn’t occur. I have shared in past blogs that in my life I have made a ridiculous amount of moves, and no my father nor husband are military. I have more stuff than you can shake a stick at and as per also a previous confession I am a bit of an organized hoarder, however, I have decided to add wording to that. I am an organized hoarder of nostalgia. My husband is an organized hoarder of things he may need someday. Together we have “stuff”! I grew up always being told that something I have might be worth something one day so I have drug things around from place to place hoping to cash in on some monetary reward one day.
It would appear that if I sold all the things I have stashed away I would be approximately 350.00 richer than I am today! I could cash in a bit better if I was able to unload the ridiculous amount of beanie babies we have stashed away and any of them had some strange oddity to them, that apparently brings more money. On top of these items that really have no heart value to me I have countless other items that belonged to someone, a grandparent or parent that has landed its way into my home for “safe keeping”, it is safe here, I mean I have drug some items around for the better part of 30 years being ever so careful to keep tucked away in a nice little box in the rafters. Looking at it and resealing every so many years, always followed by a someday I am going to do something with this. In reality, someday has come and gone many times. Who am I kidding? The handful of items I have parted with over the past few years always seem to put me through some little internal struggle of guilt. Did I do the right thing, would someone be disappointed that I got rid of that and so on. If you have no idea what I am talking about then good for you, and my hope and prayer is to be like you someday. Value is not in stuff. Value is only in people.
Why do I feel I need to be the keeper of the family holy grail? I mean it isn’t that sought after, everyone wants it just to hang out here. It is time to unload and lighten the load. It is time to sift through the past and pick and choose wisely what travels into the future. Really what kind of family story are old rook cards, nib cabbage patch dolls, beanie babies wt, and a rooster collection going to tell? I will hang onto the music box that was Nana’s and the bowl that was my great grandma’s and so on. I am just going to evaluate things a bit differently. We have to lighten our load, we do not know what the days ahead hold and I do not want stuff to be what holds me back.
I think the same thing happens spiritually without us even noticing. We can easily hoard or secretly value Jesus. We keep him in a nice safe spot. He is there if we want to see him and in the crevices of our mind, we know he is there should we need him but what if we unpacked our greatest treasure and stuck him in the most prominent part of our house? A place you have to go through every single day? He should be there, he should be filling your mind, your heart and your very core with him. If he resides there and not tucked away for safekeeping believe me you will not spend time hoarding resentment, bitterness, self-doubt, anger, and the list could go on and on. I pray for your load to be lightened. Quit dragging unnecessary junk around. It could be junk that has been passed down through each generation, it is time for it to come to an end. Jesus wants our loads to be light, we are the ones that choose to drag stuff with us physically, mentally and spiritually. Matthew 11:28 “Come to me, all of you who are tired and have heavy loads and I will give you rest. I don’t know about you but there is something about sweet rest. The best part that follows sweet rest is a brand new day!
Until Next Time…
robynstroup 
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