Lately I’ve been moving around furniture and “stuff” in my house to make more room. We moved almost two years ago from a 4600 square foot house to what should be a fine sized 2500 square foot home. Yet, in spite of our downsizing and organizing efforts, we STILL have too much stuff. Now don’t worry, we aren’t hoarders, but you might think we are if you looked in our garage or spare bedroom.
We have great excuses for our crowded home, of course. We weren’t sure exactly what we would need here. The house is smaller than we are used to and it takes time (eh hem, two years) to adjust. My college aged kids want me to hold on to things for them. We have a mobile church (we rent a school each week and can’t leave equipment there), so we have a lot of supplies that need to be brought in and out of our home every week. My job as a decor blogger means there are always new things coming in. We have been too busy to get organized. You get the idea. Good excuses!
But no matter what our excuses, the excess stuff started to wear me down. I wasn’t feel settled in my home. I wasn’t feeling calm or peaceful heading into the holidays. I needed to move things around, take things out, and find more room. The slow process of clearing out and only keeping what I actually need is finally creating margins of space that give me more room to breathe. More room for my SOUL to breathe too.
I was thinking this morning as I listened to Christmas carols and tidied up my house about there being “no room at the inn” for Jesus. I’m sure the analogy has occurred to many before, but I’m kind of slow to catch on sometimes. It struck me how the more cluttered I allow my life to be, not just with physical stuff but with things I do with my time and invite into my life that create a more frenzied schedule and pace, the more I sense Jesus being far away or even lost in the shuffle.
Even the noise of life online and constant input of voices and great ideas can drown out His voice.
Inadvertently, I can crowd Him out by my choices. I’m becoming more acutely aware that each thing that I clear out of my life, every excess choice I say no to, gives me more room for my real priorities. I need space to see Him and have Him close. I need stillness and peace to hear Him. I don’t want Jesus to be sent away because I have no room. I want Him here. I want to make more room for Him.
Do you ever sense your life and home becoming too crowded?
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