It has been a rather mundane kind of a day. Up early, kids and hubby off to work. Exercise done. Breakfast (grapefruit and yogurt. again). Then to work attacking the list of goals for the day. We have a busy weekend and, despite no one being home much of the week, the house looks like something exploded. Laundry cleaned on Monday still sits in the middle of the family room, unfolded and waiting in the basket for someone to show it some love. That was today. Filling my role in this house as the one who eats the leftovers, folds the laundry no one ever got around to folding, and picks up the loose ends. Some days I hate this role - but today it was OK.
It was also a day to make more progress on the great purge of 2014. After years of things piling up, we are taking a good look at what we really keep and parting with much of it. On cutting block today was 7 years of completed bible studies. I have kept every single study I have ever done. I guess I thought if I ever did that topic again, I'd go look up what I wrote and see how time changed my thinking. Today out they went - with the thinking that if I do again come across that topic in the future, I should not be bound by previous answers, but seek to find the answers I need in that current time frame. And, (bonus!), I freed up an ENTIRE shelf on the book case to properly store my growing resources related to special needs ministry.
It has been a season of reflecting, cleaning, letting go. Not doing anything new till we clean up what we already started. Earlier this week I gave a devotional about worms (yes, really). I was struck by the way they move. First they shrink up, and when they do tiny bristles stick out and grip the area around them to hold them in place. Kind of like an anchor that holds them in place while they get ready to move. They anchor themselves before they move any further forward and stretch themselves. I compared this to our journey as Christians. After a season of growth, we need to shrink up a bit, make sure our anchor is in place before moving forward and taking the next step.
I keep wondering when this current season of anchoring will be over. I have felt the slight rumbling in the soul that it's almost time. SO, I got chuckle today from something else I stumbled across. A card - from a dear gentleman who has since passed into the arms of Jesus. It was a thank you card for a visit to him - but it's the last words he wrote that were the reason I kept the card. Really, they were the last real words he said to me as he passed away just a few months later.
"You are one who does things, not just thinking about them."
I guess it's time.
Thank you, Charles.
