Leah
DiPascal
"Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with
what
you have, for he has said, 'I will never leave you nor forsake you.'"
Hebrews
13:5 (ESV)
We only had ten days to get everything packed and
ready
for the movers. Shipping boxes, wrapping paper and rolls of tape were
everywhere. Every room called for attention, and I didn't know which
direction
to go first.
With a squeezing economy and company cutbacks, our
family
made the hard decision to sell our home and do some major downsizing. Deep
inside I knew it was the right choice, but the process was hard. Although I
tried to put on a happy face, my heart was aching.
Dragging myself from room to room, the amount of
accumulated stuff overwhelmed me. Clothes, furniture, linens, accessories
and
enough kitchen appliances to open a diner filled every
room.
As I viewed all the things left to pack, I thought
about
my past shopping sprees where I'd picked up so many of the items. The
early-bird
door busters and all those neon yellow clearance stickers lured me in. The
endless rows of shiny metal racks, boasting 50-percent-off treasures sealed
the
deal.
I had prided myself thinking of all the money I saved
buying everything on sale. Who was I kidding?
The truth was our checking account balance was
shrinking,
yet I kept wanting new things and buying more. All the while, insisting
these
were purchases we "needed."
But now, all of these bargains had to be boxed up,
moved
and put into storage. My "treasures" had become burdens. As I looked around
at
all the clutter, I wondered if it was my heart, not my home, needing to be
de-cluttered.
It was time to make some major adjustments in my
thought
life and begin living out today's verse in Hebrews 13:5,
"Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with what you
have,
for he has said, 'I will never leave you nor forsake
you.'"
God spoke to me that day with gentle conviction that
it
was time to stop making excuses for buying so much and be content with
less.
Kneeling in my storage room, I prayed and asked God to
forgive me. I told Him I wanted to change but I needed His help. The process
wasn't easy, but it was necessary.
Ten days later when the movers arrived, everything was
boxed and ready to go. Instead of heading to a storage facility, we
delivered
many of those boxes to a local children's home in desperate need of
household
items and clothing.
It felt freeing to give away more and keep less. To
experience the Giver instead holding onto the material gifts. To trust the
Provider and stop worrying about having enough. To simply be
content.
Maybe you struggle sometimes with contentment too. Do
you
ever find yourself buying something you really don't need? I know, it was
probably on sale.
Perhaps God is asking you to keep less and give away
more.
To be content with what He's given you and not feel like you have to
buy more to be more.
Friend, don't fall for the lies I did. Trust that God
will provide what you need when you need it. If you have extra
items,
consider giving them away to someone in need and experience the freedom of
being
content with less.
Dear Lord, You know me better than I know myself. Help me to
be
content with what You've given me. Take away my cravings for always wanting
more. Teach me to desire You above all else. In Jesus' Name,
Amen.
We'll Work Until JESUS Comes
O land of rest, for thee I sigh!
When will the moment come
When I shall lay my armor by
And dwell in peace at home?
To Jesus Christ I fled for rest;
He bade me cease to roam,
And lean for comfort on His breast
Till He conduct me home.
I sought at once my Savior’s side;
No more my steps shall roam.
With Him I’ll brave death’s chilling tide
And reach my heav’nly home.
When will the moment come
When I shall lay my armor by
And dwell in peace at home?
Refrain
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
And we’ll be gathered home.
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
And we’ll be gathered home.
He bade me cease to roam,
And lean for comfort on His breast
Till He conduct me home.
Refrain
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
And we’ll be gathered home.
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
And we’ll be gathered home.
No more my steps shall roam.
With Him I’ll brave death’s chilling tide
And reach my heav’nly home.
Refrain
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
And we’ll be gathered home.
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
We’ll work till Jesus comes,
And we’ll be gathered home.
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