Monday, July 10, 2006
Bring out the Broom
This week starts my maintenence week. Having a dayhome for kids in my house there are just some maintaining chores that you can't do with half dozen little ones running around. I found this quote and am pasting it somewhere prominent during this week to help me out.
"Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful" - William Morris
As I go thru all the toys, papers and paraphenelia that one tends to collect with having a dayhome, this will be my mantra.
Then I'm gonna start in on my personal stuff. This is where it's gonna get harder. You see I'm a bit of a packrat coming by it honestly thru my Dad. That man would pick up a screw off the road and bring it home. He would bring all sorts of stuff home that he thought he could use for another project. But the thing with my Dad was, he was a very neat collector. That screw went into a jar that held screws and only screws. His garage was full but very neat and clean. Now while I don't pick stuff up just anywhere I tend to hang onto to papers. School papers, church papers, mail, etc. etc. And just different stuff that I think I will use one day. And I tend to be a sentimental hoarder. If it has a memory attached to it, even if it's not being used or I think it's ugly I'll still hang on to it. That memory thing gets me everytime. A dress I wore on a special date, but I will never in this lifetime fit into again and if I did I would be so screaming the "late '70's" still hangs in my closet. A pic my hubby gave me when we were dating sits behind my bedroom door because it's yellowed and I won't put it up but I can't seem to get rid of it. A bowl my mom bought me back from Hungary years ago that I'm scared to use 'cause of the way it was made and is again so '70's sits on a shelf in my storage room but again it's the sentimental attachment. And on and on.
So I've been building myself up to be strong. I've been arming myself with an arsenol of "Clean Sweep" episodes for months now. I'm imagining them coming to my home and questioning me on each item. One tip they gave a lady whose house was overtaken with sentimental useless stuff was to take a picture of it instead. So with a garbage bag in one hand, box for charities in another and my lambswool duster raised high like a sword I am ready for battle. Bring it on.
But I hear deep inside. What about my spiritual house? Isn't it about time I did a once over on that very important part of my life too? When was the last time I asked the Holy Spirit to do a housecleaning on me that I might better walk this Christian life. What is in my spiritual closet that I have shoved to the back that I don't use or is not beautiful in the sight of God but I am just hanging onto?
Hebrew 12:1-2(a) speaks of getting rid of "stuff". In the Amplified version (love this version) it says: "Therefore then, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses [who have borne testimony of the Truth], let us strip off and throw aside every encumbrance -unnecessary weight- and that sin which so readily (deftly and cleverly) clings to and entangles us, and let us run with patient endurance and steady and active persistence the appointed course fo the race that is set before us. Looking away [from all that will distract] to Jesus, Who is the Leader and the Source of our faith [giving the first incentive for our belief] and is also its Finisher, [bringing it to maturity and perfection]. (Bold print mine).
I need to do a spiritual houseclean every once in a while with the Holy Spirit helping, so that I can get rid of those things that are cluttering up my walk. I must move those out of my house that I can look upon Jesus and not be distracted and follow Him as my Leader, Source of faith and Finisher bringing me to maturity. And with what do I arm myself with for this cleaning? Prayer in one hand and the Word of God, the Sword of the Spirit, in the other. As I humble myself before Him, I pray He will show me areas I'm trying to hoard and give me the strength to sweep them out that I would not be entangled in a mess.
Praise God He loves us as we are but loves us too much to leave us that way!
Posted at 8:23 AM