Today I was cleaning out my closet: packing away the sassy summer sandals, cool capris, tiny-strapped tanks, and pulling out the scrumptious sweaters, close-toed shoes, and oh-so-comfy jeans and long-sleeved tees. I do love fall. And as I do every year, I made piles of the clothes that no longer fit (thank you Jillian Michaels), the ones that are truly too worn out to last another season, and the ones that I probably should have never bought in the first place (sale or not)!! Feels good to walk into my closet, now, and see everything folded, stacked, and hung neatly ready for the new season.
As I stood there making a mental list of the staple items I need to add to the wardrobe, I had a thought... Wouldn't it be nice if we could clean up our lives like I cleaned out my closet? I so wish I could make little piles out of the messes in my life...the hurts and betrayals, the lies and deceptions, the sins that trip me up (like those sassy black sandals on their way to the consignement shop)! I could stack up the feelings of abandonment and loss in one pile, put them in an old Maurices shopping bag and take it to the Goodwill. I could put all of Satan's lies and the deceptions I have fallen for over and over again in a Trader Joe's paper bag and put it on the curb for the Big Brothers/Big Sisters truck to haul away. And those sins and 'oopsies' I fall into day after day...well, those would go into a big black garbage bag and get thrown into the trash (and hopefully end up in an incinerator somewhere)!!
Yeah, it'd be nice if it really was that easy. Neat little piles of 'yuck' taken away, hauled out of my life...for good!
Monday, October 25, 2010
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Monday, October 25, 2010
Household chores...
Today I was cleaning out my closet: packing away the sassy summer sandals, cool capris, tiny-strapped tanks, and pulling out the scrumptious sweaters, close-toed shoes, and oh-so-comfy jeans and long-sleeved tees. I do love fall. And as I do every year, I made piles of the clothes that no longer fit (thank you Jillian Michaels), the ones that are truly too worn out to last another season, and the ones that I probably should have never bought in the first place (sale or not)!! Feels good to walk into my closet, now, and see everything folded, stacked, and hung neatly ready for the new season.
As I stood there making a mental list of the staple items I need to add to the wardrobe, I had a thought... Wouldn't it be nice if we could clean up our lives like I cleaned out my closet? I so wish I could make little piles out of the messes in my life...the hurts and betrayals, the lies and deceptions, the sins that trip me up (like those sassy black sandals on their way to the consignement shop)! I could stack up the feelings of abandonment and loss in one pile, put them in an old Maurices shopping bag and take it to the Goodwill. I could put all of Satan's lies and the deceptions I have fallen for over and over again in a Trader Joe's paper bag and put it on the curb for the Big Brothers/Big Sisters truck to haul away. And those sins and 'oopsies' I fall into day after day...well, those would go into a big black garbage bag and get thrown into the trash (and hopefully end up in an incinerator somewhere)!!
Yeah, it'd be nice if it really was that easy. Neat little piles of 'yuck' taken away, hauled out of my life...for good!
As I stood there making a mental list of the staple items I need to add to the wardrobe, I had a thought... Wouldn't it be nice if we could clean up our lives like I cleaned out my closet? I so wish I could make little piles out of the messes in my life...the hurts and betrayals, the lies and deceptions, the sins that trip me up (like those sassy black sandals on their way to the consignement shop)! I could stack up the feelings of abandonment and loss in one pile, put them in an old Maurices shopping bag and take it to the Goodwill. I could put all of Satan's lies and the deceptions I have fallen for over and over again in a Trader Joe's paper bag and put it on the curb for the Big Brothers/Big Sisters truck to haul away. And those sins and 'oopsies' I fall into day after day...well, those would go into a big black garbage bag and get thrown into the trash (and hopefully end up in an incinerator somewhere)!!
Yeah, it'd be nice if it really was that easy. Neat little piles of 'yuck' taken away, hauled out of my life...for good!
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