339. Paring Down Again and Again and Again
I think it’s strange that I pare down my possessions over and over again and then in not too long a time I have to repeat the process, because I accumulate. I’m down to three rooms that are an addition to a house and so there is a limit to what will fit. However, there is a barn with endless room for storage, and it is too easy to think of something as a keepsake and put it in the barn in a plastic bin so the mice don’t find it. I was thinking this week that perhaps this summer or fall I need to go through those plastic bins and see if everything there is truly a keepsake.
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God of plenty—
Help me keep “things” in proportion
to what is important in my “life,”
Guide me in shaving down the overage
that surrounds me.
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Give me world perspective to see and feel
realities of others in far places.
And when the wanting nibbles at my self,
nudge me into waiting just a while
before acting on the want.
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Inspire me to give and feel the joy
that comes from giving itself
and prompts even more giving.
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So much to ask –
but then I have much,
and in the having
I need your help in whittling.
Amen.
