Why Did I Collect That?
Van and I move from California to Arizona in six weeks. Every day, my sister-in-love, Judy, sends pictures of our new home. Yesterday, the drywall and stucco made the concrete, wires, and wood look like a real house. As I begin to fill boxes I wonder, how did I collect so much stuff? Stuff I don’t use, no longer want. I fill as many trashcans and bags for the Goodwill as boxes. And the only room I’ve touched is my office. Oh dear.
Our new home, slightly smaller than our current one, requires me to share my office with guests when they come to stay. That means really evaluating what I want to keep and what I can give or throw away. Why does it look like I collect office supplies? How many pens, highlighters, and post-it notes do I really need?
Sharing my space means sometimes I won’t have an office to myself at all. So I created a “portable office.” In a large basket, I placed my journal, favorite pens, lap top, Bible, and my current renew book, The Turquoise Table, where I focus on creating community in my new home by expecting God on my front porch.
Collect Treasures in Heaven
As I remember my 3 Rs of Retirement and sort through all I collected over the years, I remember God’s perspective on what I really need to collect.
Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
My portable desk contains what I need to rest and renew with God. Tools I need to deepen my relationship with Him. God, and my eternal home in heaven, are my true treasures. I don’t need to collect anything on earth.