by Joanne Wiklund
Busy, busy, we are so busy, even if we rarely leave home. We are busy with prayers for people we love, with cleaning up messes we make trying not to make messes. Somehow everything in this house either moves itself or replicates itself daily. I have things I’m unearthing that I find impossible to find a true North home for them here.
Marie Kondos, the queen of decluttering wrote a book about it, The Magical Joy Of Tidying Up. I’ve now read it at least three time. I know how to declutter. Move. Out of your house. Remember if you’ve ever moved how motivated you were to take care of everything. Sometimes I get up in the morning and think, “Okay, today’s moving day. What do I have to get rid of?” But I’m not leaving here. I just try to fool my self to motivate me to clear it away. I saw a T-shirt that said, “I’m talking to myself because I want an expert opinion.” It’s okay to talk to yourself, to answer yourself, but if you find yourself asking, “Huh?” you need rest. Another T-shirt said, “I went to an antique auction and everyone kept bidding on me!”
Decluttering according to Ms. Kondos, is about picking up any item in your home and asking yourself, “Does this bring me joy?” If it doesn’t it goes on the give away or pitch piles. She also promotes everything in your home having a place and it should always be in its place. I realized awhile back that sometimes when I bring something home or order it online, I’m not really sure where it will reside here. So it will be homeless till I figure out where it goes. It brings me joy and I want to keep it. So my problem is not with clutter, it’s with HOMELESS JOY!
Luke 10:20 “But rather rejoice, because your names are written in heaven.”
1 Peter 1:8 “Whom having not seen, ye love: in whom though now ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory;
1 John 1:4 And these things write we unto you that your joy may be full.”