(cleaned out scraps and front of fridge)
Three
hundred sixty five days ago, I would not be able to imagine I could have been
here now. I was so tired, weary, and fearful. I had an unhappy son who was
becoming more and more anxious and depressed. I had a mother deep in the throes
of Alzheimers. I was feeling all the aging issues start to take over my entire
body and life. Plus I was doing all the things you do as a wife and mother.
Fill in the details.
Here
on the edge of two thousand eighteen, I am in awe. I am amazed. I am curious.
Yes, I am also a little apprehensive. I made through some tough stuff. I can
make it through more but I do wonder what more must I endure? Have I even broken
the surface of what I will have to withstand? My Sunday school class has three
recent widows. They had children to spend Christmas with. They have lost
grandchildren, parents and siblings but they say losing a spouse is harder. I
fear this. My husband is truly part of my very soul. We are one. I’ve learned
I’m strong but do I want to know how strong? No.
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It
is time to let go of STUFF. I do not need half the stuff I own. I can’t wear
all my clothes. I don’t use all the things I have. I can’t possibly live long
enough to use all I have. My art has evolved to use all things in mixed media
and that has certainly made me save too much. My husband is a hoarder as well
so I’m afraid my son has a problem someday. It was difficult to clean out my
parent’s house. I’m ashamed to say we own two full houses and two barns too.
Therefore,
I must turn to my word for the year—abide. I must abide in Christ and Him in
me. I must allow him to handle my stuff and help me start letting go of stuff.
I must allow God to clean my crevices, physical and spiritual. I must turn to
God to be my life coach, only he can truly make my life space tidy.
Also
as I look at a way to make 2018 the best year yet, I consider all the clutter
in life. My mind stays cluttered with fears and issues I just don’t know how to
keep dealing with. My body is cluttered with foods I should not eat and habits
I should not have. My soul is filled to the brim with all that happened to me
and may happen to me. My home is too cluttered. I save too much. Even my
digital files are spilling over.
