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Things best tossed out
“It’s time,” I told myself, “it’s time you got rid of some stuff.”
For a number of years we’d moved frequently, meaning many of our belongings remained packed away. For someone who prefers to be surrounded by the multitude of gifts, mementos and souvenirs collected during a lifetime, it was a trial. I wanted my things out of the boxes and in full view. What good are Royal Albert dishes and snowy-white tablecloths if they can’t be used?
But if the truth were known, there was one trunk that begged for attention and although I’d tried unloading it a couple times, I’d never finished the job. Inside were tiny blankets and pillows I’d made for a doll’s crib. There were stuffed animals, dresses for nearly a dozen “babies”, and eight colouring books. Crayons, “sparkle” markers and dozens of used greeting cards I’d trimmed for scribbling on edged close to being sacred.
Tough job, cleaning out the toy box, and so is the sorting of life’s memories. There are good memories, shameful memories, recollections of hilarious events, the remembrance of solemn or even “holy” moments, and there are thoughts so painful that our gut reaction is to slam the lid shut when they emerge.
How wonderful to know that we have a God who specializes in setting things in order. For the things that cause shame, He offers forgiveness; for those painful recollections, He offers His healing. The presence of God reminds us of those times when He met with us in an unmistakeable act of grace. What I love most, however, is God’s ability to both forgive and forget my sin.
“I, even I, am he who blots out your transgressions for my own sake; and I will not remember your sins.” (Isaiah 43:25)
I did keep a couple of dolls for the granddaughters, though.
Sept. 28, 2017