speaking to my heart

I love how My Daddy speaks to my heart. My Eternally Daddy.

I truly admit I struggle with materialism. I would be quite content living with all sort of stuff and collecting things... however, that is not what I was created to do. And honestly cleaning and tidying all the stuff has become to laborious. The other day I found myself wishing for someone to come into my house and declutter it for me. Go through all my stuff, the stuff in the clothes, the stuff in the storage rooms, the stuff hiding in baskets and get rid of everything we did not need. As a result, I image an tidy, well organized clutter free home that would not only be easy and quick to clean but a place where we could have fun and just be free to be who God created us to be. Us being me, my husband and three kids.

So last night, we decided to shed all things that we either 1) have not used in the six months or will not for sure use in the next few months (mainly winter stuff). 2) or that we have a really really good reason for keeping it. A reason which our spouse agrees with! Ouch. I must say I was a little grumpy. But it felt good to shed. Jacob, our 4 year old, even voluntarily put some toys at the road to give away. He was so excited that someone picked up some of the toys, that the toys will go to some kids who will play with them and use them.

And today, my daddy spoke to my heart. As a result of the motor vehicle accident we had a few weeks ago, I am in pain. My back is very soar, so much so it wakes me up at night. I have been prayer, asking God to heal me, but more importantly, to help me not be resentful and unforgiving to the man who hit us. Hence, I have agreed to pray for him to know God in a real tangible way. Great. But who know what, I am still really struggling with it all.

Today the kids and I went to have the van checked out for repairs and then we were heading off to do some shopping - for school supplies. Because of the location of the garage I drove on streets I would not of otherwise driven on. On one of those streets, was our new couch. Joey, my hubby, and I have been wanting a new couch. A new couch to us. We wanted it to be a neutral color, have three cushions (one for each of the kids) and be in decent shape. Well, on the curb was a three seater beige couch in great condition. With the best sign of all "FREE". Yah! All three kids and I kept Thanks God and exclaiming our happiness all the way home, with the four way flashing flashing and the back doors of the van tidied down with a tie rope which was accidentally left in our van from the weekend. How sweet!

Jacob even helped me bring it into the house. He is so excited. We talked about how great it is, to give away things we are no longer using in order that others get what they need/ want. And how when others give what they no longer need we sometimes get what we need / want. - He does realize that we have been wanting a new couch for nearly a year. But it has arrive... bringing with it great real life lessons and joy. And a big thank you to God for helping me get over the grudge of the accident - because if it had not been for the accident I would not of been driving on that road to find that couch. - now that sound like a topic I could "speak" about. "Finding the treasure along the bumpy road!" HUM!!!


Sherry, if your reading this let me know. I would love to meet up with another P31 gal.

To everyone else, Thanks for taking the time to read what I write. I love knowing your reading, leave comments. I get really excited when I get them.