Hello All and oodles of thanks for choosing to sit down and read this blog post. Perhaps you’re in a coffee shop, or procrastinating on homework and I can guarantee you’re reading this on a device of some sort. Whatever your circumstance may be, odds are there are things involved, lots of things. It is nearly the trademark on what makes us human: the incurable need to need things. God has been peeking up in my life lately in different ways, teaching me lessons about my silliness towards just that: needing things.
Here’s a little tidbit of a story to show you what I mean. Carpet cleaners were supposed to come and clean my carpets the other day so naturally, needing access to the floor, I gutted out my room into the hallway which is now full of rugs and mirrors and crates full of records. All that is left is my bed and my desk. The other day I realized that even with all of these things out of my life, in the hallway, my life doesn’t feel empty at all. It makes me wonder why I ever thought I needed so many things in the first place. It’s human nature I guess. Everyone has their things they feel like they need. Usually the reality is there is a void that needs to be filled. A huge vacant one large enough to allow the Lord into it.
This is not easy, however. No I am not chastising you for doing this because I still do it, and conscious of the fact it is happening, too which is probably worse. As I prepare for my Gap Year I have bought a new Bible and a new guitar and so many things with the overwhelming feeling that I need to bring this thing around the world that has a story behind it. That did God’s work with me. The reality is this trip is going to strip away my compulsive need to have these extra unnecessary things. This is why I have been praying lately that God will take away my desire for more things and fill it with even more yearning for Him. I pray this same thing for all of you as well and that perhaps, you will approach the rest of your day slightly different in response to the random blog post of mine.
Much love,
Gillian
