Boxes

We have just sold our home and moved into an apartment. Here I am surrounded by boxes. They are the physical reminder that we have a lot of junk! They also provide a picture to me of what my life is like, a lot of the time. When things are in boxes I don't think about them. They are packaged away nice and neat, and in a way they are "safe" there. I don't have to care for them or clean them... they are in a box. It is when I remove things from the boxes that they suddenly become what I have to deal with, live with, and take care of.

I am reminded of the fact that there are so many things that I choose to file away in the boxes of my heart and mind... problems I don't want to deal with, concerns I don't want to consider, and things that I would rather just not bother with, for the time being. But sometimes I just need to remove the items from the boxes and take care of them - there is stress when you are surrounded by boxes of uncared for things... and it is the same way when I leave emotional boxes around. I am realizing that my good Father is right beside me - and putting those things into those boxes isn't the right solution - I have to take them out and give them to Him. He can then care for them, repair what is broken, and get rid of what needs to just go away. So today I resolve to go through some of my boxes - both those in my living room, and those in my life. And I know that, with God here with me, I can take care of a few of the things I was "saving for later".

Ecclesiates 12:13-14...
¹³ Now all has been heard;
here is the conclusion of the matter:
Fear God and keep his commandments,
for this is the whole duty of man.

¹⁴ For God will bring every deed into judgment,
including every hidden thing,
whether it is good or evil.