Clutter

I look around my office and am amazed at what I see.

Books, papers, packing tape, drop cloth, empty boxes, candles, deposited checks and a recipe guide for my NutriBullet. That’s just to name a few.

When I had a housekeeper (oh, what a blessing she was), she never cleaned my office. How could she?

I started going through the books on the shelves and took many to the library. That is a job I haven’t finished. (Hence, the empty boxes.)

I have had it cleaned and neat and orderly. I loved it when it was clean and neat and orderly. But, the clutter returns.

This happens in my mind too. I sweep out the unnecessary thoughts – the ‘what if’ scenarios which lead to sad places. I take control of the comparison thief and think on things that are lovely and worthwhile.

But, the clutter returns. I must regularly (continuously) sweep my mind and get it in order. Otherwise, I learn to maneuver around the junk effortlessly. I don’t realize how storing that trash becomes like a pet that I feed and am comfortable with.

Father God, please renew my mind. Spirit, show me where my thoughts are impure, full of comparison and general yuckiness. Help me to think on things that are true, honest, just, pure, and lovely.

Now, I’m going to set a timer and get rid of some physical clutter too.