We’re three weeks into spring, and it’s time for spring cleaning. I’ve got a lot of stuff to deal with. The thing about stuff is that it’s sneaky. I like to think that I’ve been reducing the amount of stuff in my life but somehow stuff keeps happening. What is up with that?
No wise person would ever admit to being done learning wisdom. But perhaps a good working definition of growing in wisdom is the ability to discern plain old stuff from things that are actually worthy. If there is a person of such insight out there, I’d pay a good wage to be tutored.
But I know I can start with what Jesus said about the futility of building bigger barns, because you can’t take it with you.
I do know this: I’ll never be done dealing with stuff. So in the meantime I’m going to make myself several promises. One is to keep trying to tackle stuff right away. It just gets more burdensome the longer I let it go. The second is to never pretend that my particular stuff has more virtue than other people’s. It just doesn’t. The third thing is to avoid taking on the same stuff again once I’ve tossed it out. If it was trouble the first time around, it will be again.
Oh, and once this pandemic is under control (and it is my constant prayer) I’m going to have a very big rummage sale.
Blessings on the Way,
Pr. Beth