Is your closet too crowded? Maybe the single greatest indicator of the overload that we have in our lives is closets. It doesn’t matter how big our closets are. Sooner or later we fill them up. Sooner or later if you keep getting more clothes you either have to get more closet space or get rid of some clothes. Even as our closet hinges strain to keep from bursting, we still try to put more stuff in. Time is like closet space. We have a limited amount of it. We keep putting more and more things in until our time is cluttered. The more cluttered it gets, the more things are out of place. The time that we should be sleeping, we’ve got something else in that space. The time that we should be spending with family, we’ve got something else in that space.The time that we should have to ourselves to do whatever we do to help our spirit, we’ve got something else in that space.Take a look around your closet of time right now. How much has accumulated that you should have gotten rid of long ago. We have habits that we formed in our teenage years that should have long ago been removed from our closets. As you change and grow, you should change what’s in your closet. Maybe we don’t need more stuff in the closet. Maybe we don’t need a bigger closet. Maybe we just need to clean out some stuff and not with the purpose to make room for more stuff. Jesus said go into your closet to pray, but for many of us, there’s simply no room. We may just need to clear out some space for time to meet with God. Go look at your bedroom closet right now. Chances are, it will reflect your closet of time.
We are at the start of a new year and each twenty four hour period I can plan on what type of day I am going to have. Today I can feel sad that I don’t have more money, OR…I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and guide me away from waste. Today I can grumble about my health, OR…I can rejoice that I am alive. Today I can lament over all that my parents didn’t give me when I was growing up, OR…I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born. Today I can cry because roses have thorns, OR…I can celebrate that thorns have roses. Today I can mourn my lack of friends, OR…I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships. Today I can whine because I have to go to work, OR… I can shout for joy because I have a job to go to. Today I can complain because I have to go to school, OR…Eagerly open my mind and fill it with new tidbits of knowledge. Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework, OR…I can feel honored because the Lord has provided shelter for my mind, body, and soul. Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped. And here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping. What today will be like is up to me in so many ways. It depends on my perspective as a person of faith. I get to choose what kind of day I will have! Have a GREAT DAY friends unless maybe you have other plans.
Brennan Manning in his book, “The Ragamuffin Gospel”, tells about a child caught on the second floor of his house when it was on fire. The family members were all running out of the house when the smallest boy panicked and ran back upstairs. Terrified, he screamed from a smoke-filled window. Below, his father could see him and cried out, “Jump, son, jump! I’ll catch you.” “But daddy, I can’t see you,” the boy cried. “I know,” the father called, “but I can see you.” The father could see the son and that’s all that really mattered.
The preacher placed two identical jars on the table next to the pulpit. He then quoted I Samuel 16:7, “the Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.” “These jars came from the same factory, were made of the same materials, and can hold the same amount. But they are different,” the preacher explained. Then he upset one and it oozed out honey. He turned over the other, and vinegar spilled out.
There is a beautiful legend about a king who decided to set aside a special day to honor his greatest subject. When the big day arrived, there was a large gathering in the palace courtyard. Four finalists were brought forward, and from these four, the king would select the winner.