Boxes, boxes, and more boxes

Been on a blog 'vacation' as we've been moving. God provided us with our miracle, and we are settling in to a beautiful new home...and that means LOTS of boxes. I spent an entire day before the big move loading all of the kitchen boxes into my car and getting them unpacked in our new house. Funny how much better we can survive if the kitchen is put together! (ha) I've got most of the big stuff and major necessities unpacked and put away... What's left are those boxes that have to be gone through, sorted, and either put away or packed away or added to the ever growing garage sale pile in the middle of my garage.

Ironic how God uses my every day circumstances to illustrate a point in my own life. As hard as I've tried and worked these past several months to get rid of suitcases and baggage...I still have these boxes that I need to go through...sort through...unpack and really look at each item carefully before deciding if I really want to keep it in my life, pack it away, or get rid of it. I was challenged recently to remember why I even started this journey...it took me a few days to get over being hurt and angry and irritated to remember why... For the first time in my life, someone recognized the hurt that I'd boxed up and put away on a top shelf and told me it was okay...that I wasn't crazy, and that seeking help to unpack this huge box was a good thing... a GOD thing.

So as I get ready to head to the THRIVE conference at Bayside Church in Roseville, CA, I'm getting some boxes down. I've got them lined up...the challenge is opening them. I pray that I find the courage to let God see what's in those boxes... He already knows anyway; I just have to trust Him...