I have taken over managing our mission's guesthouse here. It has 5 suites surrounding a courtyard. Five little homes with full cupboards and drawers sitting in the humidity of the equator. Years of donations -- spatulas, tea towels, frying pans, straws, hand mixers, tea ...It is a dream come true to go through these places and tidy.
This goes into the garbage, this is given away, this is worth keeping ...
I love this job.
And as I prayed about what to write, I saw this clutter as an analogy. What things in my life need to go? What have I stored away for another day that does not need to be used again? Fear? Insecurity? Dread? Guilt? Anger?
Yes.
And once I let these things go -- out of my over-stuffed cupboards and clenched fists ... I feel like I can breath ... and there is space ... to think and pray and fill with real treasures. Faith. Security. Hope. Peace. Love.
It's time to clear the clutter.