Everything Goes In A Box.

You haven’t heard from me in a while.  My family and I have embarked on what will be our sixth move in eleven years.  If the truth be known, it’s our seventh if you want to count the apartment we lived in for 8 months after we got married.  Yes, that’s what I said. No, I’m not in the military.  Before you scratch your head wondering, know that it’s all been positive and everyone has adjusted well.  Remember, life is a journey and change is constant.

So here’s what I’ve learned during this transition.  Everything goes in a box.  Everything.  It seems like all the things we hold dear end up in places that mean nothing to most people.   That expensive coat you spent your check on ends up in the Goodwill box.  That ridiculous cell phone you can barely operate ends up in a drawer box.   All that extra food you bought pretending to eat healthy ends up in the garbage box.  My office is a box. Even that fancy car you drive will eventually get crushed into a box.  Lastly, my slightly over weight body will end up in a pine box.  I think you get the picture.

What does is all mean?  It’s 2011. Life is moving faster and faster. Let’s go back to the old landmark.  It’s ok to change course.  Start editing your life.   Let’s get back to the time when we just made do.  Live simple. It’s ok to have less. Breathe. It’s ok to actually wear out a pair of shoes. It’s ok.  The only thing that does not go in a box is God and his love for you.  Everything else goes in a box.  Happy New Year.

Romans 8:37-39