Confession #1,243: Today I went into my neighbor's backyard, took his trashcan, filled it with our trash, set it out to be dumped by Mr. Trashman, then hauled it back into his yard.
I did put a nice note on his front door, explaining that we were extra trashy this week as I have been cleaning my entire house, and thanked him for letting me use his {completely EMPTY} trashcan. Who has an EMPTY trashcan {that is a whole other blog post, though}??? Anyways, the trash was dumped with the trashcan back in his backyard and note removed from said front door before he even got home. I feel like some sort of top secret ninja who completed a very special assignment today. At least I accomplished something. :) {We will see what the therapist says about that!}
Anyways, the whole point of me outing myself is to document what has been going on in the Ruple house for the past few weeks. I have had the incredible urge to get. rid. of. things. Things that have been in closets for the past four years without being touched. Things that are never used. Things that we simply do. not. need.
I have been purging and it has felt good. One of my best friends {who also happens to be a Licensed Counselor} says that after going through something like we have been through I should wait at least 6 months to actually get rid of any of the "things" that are now piled to the ceiling in my garage. Ain't happening here! {Sorry, Jen!} I am organizing and getting rid of the excess. I mean really- who really NEEDS nine 9"x13" casserole dishes? I guess I have been holding out in case everyone we know decides to come over for dinner at the same time. And blankets? We have WAY too many that are trying desperately to escape the hall closet. It is a miracle that door closes at all.
So, it is all going. Need versus want. Use verses sitting in a space for way too long.
This has been good for me in so many ways. It has given me something to do with my hands while my mind tries to start the journey of dealing with everything that just unfolded in our lives. It has given my house a fresh and clean feeling. It has really made me realize how much we have, and how we NEED nothing. It will hopefully bless others as we give items specifically where we know they are needed, and it will earn us a little bit of extra cash if we can sell the rest in a garage sale.
Perspective is a beautiful thing. A thing I need reminding of so often.
By chance I have run across this book several times in the last few weeks.
I purchased it at Sam's and almost can't put it down. It is an extreme experiment with some amazing life applications. It seems so unrelated to my circumstances, but God is using it to teach me so much.
Last night I read this:
"Our stories affect one another whether we know it or not. Sometimes obedience isn't for us at all, but for another. We don't know how God holds the kingdom in balance or why He moves a chess piece at a crucial time; we might never see the results of his sovereignty. But we can trust Him when He says press on, cling to hope, stay the course. He is always at work, even if the entire thread is hidden. I might just be one shade of one color of one strand, but I'm part of an elaborate tapestry that goes beyond my perception."
Then this:
"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart."
Hebrews 12:1-3
Pretty powerful stuff. I am amazed over and over again to see God working through all of this ugliness. But more than amazed, I am humbled and so thankful.