|[Charles pulling me on the cart]|
Last night we emptied out our second [and hopefully last] storage unit. We've had these units for almost as long as we've had kids. We needed a place to store all their toys and clothes they grew out of. And my offseason wardrobes---my 4 seasons of clothes---summer maternity, summer, winter maternity, winter.
[I've spent the last 6 years either pregnant or nursing].
Looking back paying for the unit probably wasn't worth the value of what was inside, but it's all under one roof now and not costing me anything anymore. Just when I was beginning to look like I was getting closer to getting out of boxes---we've filled my basement up with storage unit stuff.
I wonder if we store things in our heart that don't end up matching the price we pay to hold onto them.
wounds from family
words people have said over us
wounds from a spouse
mistakes we've made
wounds from a friend
We keep them in units "incase we ever need them", finding safety in their near access. All the while knowing it would be wiser to let go of what isn't useful to us---today. Trusting that if we have need in the future He would provide.
And what He'd provide wouldn't be molded, ruined, stale and yesterday's.
Lord, expose those units we pay for that end up costing us...
costing us...more than any service they falsely promise to provide for us in the future.
Help me to let go and forgive. Giveaway. Stop storing up for a bitter day. Help me to trust again. Help me to forget what hurt and wounded. Help me to help others do this too.