Whenever a move happens, whenever there is opportunity for things to be relocated from one place to another, there is an accompanying phenomenon that can transpire in the process of said move. Those of an organized nature would refer to this as decluttering. Those of us with a messier head and a severe aversion to such orderliness would refer to this as pain to be avoided.
Case in point. My daughter and her family, who have been living with us for a bit, are finally able to move into their home and are removing their things from our house. There are six of them, so they have a considerable amount of stuff. We have been incredibly creative with placing their stuff in the house. And as we have been helping them pack and move, there has been the preconceived notion that we would have more space once their stuff was gone.
Not so much.
I wouldn’t have thought it possible unless I had seen it for myself. We’re finding things we didn’t know we had, didn’t know existed, could never have believed we would have acquired on our own. The only explanation is that when two stuffs come together, little stuffs occur. And they grow and reproduce. Like rabbits.
I’ve found the same challenge as I seek to declutter my life. My head can get so full of what needs to be done, what I want to do, what I’m asked to do that being quiet becomes an overwhelming and unachievable goal. The woulda’s, shoulda’s, coulda’s become a tyrant in my mind that I can’t turn off or tune out. I’ve totally bought into the culture that busy is better. That busier is best. But busier is just more wearisome.
I know how much I need that quiet in my life.
When I look at Jesus, the One who accomplished absolutely everything in His life that He set out to do, I see a different standard. He had time for people, for genuine, heart-connected relationships, for finishing the work He was sent to do. And He had time for His Father. He was never flustered, never overwrought, never anxious, never panicked. But He knew our tendency would be just that.
“Then Jesus said, ‘Come to Me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you. Let Me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.'” Matthew 11:28-30
Bringing my cluttered mind and heart to Him means thinking on His words, not letting the things of this world capture my heart. Taking time to be with Him daily, reading His word, considering His truths. Not being driven by the doing, but finding contentment in being with Him.
And just maybe some of that clutter won’t matter so much.