Letting Go of Stuff

God desires our worship. But what does that mean? 

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“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”                 Matthew 6:19-21

We had a spur-of-the-moment tag sale last weekend. Not much, just a couple pieces of furniture, some china and knick knacks, and lots of books – the remnants of our last “possession purge.”  My daughter and her boyfriend agreed to put everything out and run the sale, and we agreed to let them take the proceeds.

I ended up stepping in to relieve them at one point during the day. I got the pricing instructions ($5 for the American Girl dolls and the coffee table, everything else is best offer!), and sat in one of the lawn chairs. Not long after, a woman pulled over and got out. We exchanged hellos, and she began to pick her way through the items.

As I watched her lift up a ceramic colander, I thought wistfully about how much I had loved the color when I bought it. The blue glass candy holder she checked out next reminded me of my mom – she has a big collection in her house. And so it went, everything the woman touched setting off a memory or association. By the time she decided what to buy, it took me a minute to jump back to the present moment to give her change.

That reminiscing seems to happen whenever I try to thin out our extra stuff. So, as you can imagine, it’s taken quite a while to make any progress. It’s fun to travel down memory lane, but the stroll can make it hard to stay focused on clearing away the clutter.

I’ve often wished I was better at getting rid of outdated or outgrown things. I’ve dreamt of living in a house with open spaces, clear tabletops and an organized basement. But if I ever do get that far, I’m too sentimental to keep it up. The truth is, I like having visual reminders around me of people and moments.

A tag sale, though, is all about letting go of things. It’s handing over those items to strangers who frankly don’t care that my grandmother made pancakes in that mixing bowl every Sunday morning. They wouldn’t be impressed with how long it took me to collect all those figurines, either.

I feel a sadness creep over me while handing something over, as if a sacred stone is changing hands. It’s a folding bleacher seat, for goodness sake! It may be the end of my time with an item, but it will have a new home. My emotional attachment is a bit over the top.

Jesus’ words in Matthew are a gentle reminder to me that whatever possessions I have in this world won’t last. But I can hold the stories of people and moments in my heart forever. And truly, the greatest treasure I have is knowing the One who provides all things for me.