Give me a bent for your words of wisdom, and not for piling up loot. Divert my eyes from toys and trinkets, invigorate me on the pilgrim way. Psalm 119:36-37 (MSG)
It's "Spring Clean Up" week in our town. It's what I lovngly refer to as "Sanford & Son" week. Everyone puts their large trash items out on the curb. All the stuff that's normally too big for a trash can gets put on the curb and the garbage man picks it up. If the garbage man actually gets to it. During Sanford & Son week, a small army of scavengers in old pick up trucks, minivans and SUVs are scouring the city picking out "treasures" from other people's trash. On Saturday, Wendy and I did a clean up of our basement and we hauled a bunch of stuff to the curb. Within an hour or two about eighty percent of it was gone.
As I read Psalm 119 this morning, the verses above jumped off the page at me. I was amazed at how much really worthless, useless stuff we harbor in our home. There are so many really silly items that must have been deemed worthwhile and necessary at one time. But, I forgot they existed and they have done nothing more than take up space in my basement.
It begs the question: "How often are my eyes diverted from eternal things to 'toys and trinkets'?" I would deny that they were, but for the pile of evidence out on my curb.
Well…it was out on my curb.