As I packed the umpteenth box yesterday following a flooded basement, I started thinking about “stuff.” Not the stuff that dreams are made of. No, I was thinking about stuff that collects dust, fills drawers, and collects on shelves.
We’ve got a lot of stuff in our house. Mind you, we’re not moving into the league of hoarders. I take some consolation in that. But we still have a lot of stuff. There’s a lot of weight in that stuff. Not just the weight of the boxes on moving day. There’s emotional and psychological weight too.
So, where are you in all this? Are you traveling lightly in this journey on earth or are you bogged down with possessions?
This message is an excerpt from a Throwback Thursday blog by Linda Post Bushkofsky. Today we remember William Tyndale, translator, martyr, who died in 1536.