I have too much junk. This is the conclusion I have come to after being forced to remove all my belongings from just two rooms in my house due to repairs. Nowwe are trying to put everything back and it doesn't want to fit. But that's ok because, as I said before, it's junk. We need to get rid of it. But that is easier said than done. After fifteen years of marriage, we have managed to collect all the flotsam and jetsam that flows in on the tides of life and feel the need to cling to it least we drown. (Wow, that was great! Someone should quote that!) That seems a bit dramatic but you haven't seen the amount of crap we have in this house! What is ridiculous though, is how hard it is to let some of this stuff go. Each little memento has some meaning. Every knickknack and souvenir has a memory attached. We can't get rid of that little dry rotted dress! We brought the baby home in it! Difficult though it may be to accept, lots of these "treasures" need to find a new place to live. We don't have room for them anymore.
I think we may struggle with this same problem in our lives. The years pile all kinds of junk in our hearts and we have a hard time getting rid of it. We cling to hurts, bitterness, scars, guilt, regret, and brokenness that does nothing for us put take up space that could be used for better purposes. But it's hard to let go! We have memories attached to wounds that we like to stir up now and again. We digthem out of the attic of our heart and reminisce, savoring all the emotion that is connected to each one. And when we are done, we try to find a place for them to live in our lives because, if we got rid of them, maybe we would get hurt again. If we let go of our bitterness, we might need it later when dealing with certain individuals. If we allow our scars to heal, maybe something worse would take its place. So we make room for things that should not fit and cling desperately to the trash that life has deposited into our hearts.
Maybe it's time for a spring cleaning. I gotta tell ya, throwing some of this junk outta my house has been liberating. I can imagine it being much more so when we remove junk from our hearts. Maybe it's time to take some of the broken parts of our lives and get rid of them. You were never meant to house them. The good news is I know Someone who will come and collect them for you. All you gotta do is ask. Just something to consider. And with that, I'm outta here. I got to make another run to the dumpster.
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