My home is being painted and it has been a chore moving around furniture, finding things that have been lost forever, having to make the decision to throw some things away, and waiting for the paint to dry so you can do the things you want to do with your space. I’ve been preaching to my family during this process about purging and letting things go so that you open yourself up to receive; you have to make room for more. I live with hoarders but they won’t admit it. My teenagers still have graded papers from elementary school and drawings they’ve kept over the years for no reason. The college graduate has a chest full of toys that he still doesn’t want to throw out, so they are being packed up to store in the attic. I don’t understand the need to hold on to things like that. So because that’s not my mindset, I’ve been overly aggressive with cleaning and pressuring the family to get rid of stuff. I truly recognize my madness and the anxiousness surrounding the need to purge junk. Being sentimental must have bypassed me or my mentality has changed to the point that nothing tangible in this world is worth keeping. Somehow my family has placed value on these things they are unwilling to let go of and it has made me think about what I really value enough to hold on to forever. What is the treasure to me?
19 “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, 20 but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
22 “The eye is the lamp of the body. So, if your eye is healthy, your whole body will be full of light,23 but if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light in you is darkness, how great is the darkness!
24 “No one can serve two masters, for either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and money.
Do Not Be Anxious
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? 26 Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? 27 And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? 28 And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, 29 yet I tell you,even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31 Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.
34 “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.
I love religion, instruction, and order. I live to have structure in my life and I don’t function well when there isn’t structure. Having such attributes would make one think I’m a good disciple, but too much of anything cripples you. What I sometimes see in myself is a judgmental heart because the people around me don’t line up with my religion, instruction and order. The nerve of them having their own minds and ways; and it makes me anxious to the point that I feel the need to offer my religion, give instruction, and establish some order. All of which have exhausted me to no end. I can’t change anyone’s heart or mind, that’s not my work or assignment. What I can do is examine my own heart and mind to make changes in me.
As I have been on this 40 day journey with God, it has really made me see my humanity. I don’t like her at all! The pressure put on myself by me has been unnecessary and unfruitful. What the Lord requires of me isn’t nearly as much as what I have required of myself because of my love for religion, instruction and order. The spirit of the Lord is tearing down my walls because I recognized that I’ve built them to protect my heart from hurt and disappointment. I’ve become an impenetrable wall because of fear and lack of trust. My treasure chest has been empty for quite some time but today I’ve asked the Lord to forgive me and fill me up until I overflow. The treasure is HIM…not my beliefs masked as religion, not that I cross every “T” and dot every “i”, not that I follow line upon line and precept upon precept. The treasure is the simple, unconditional love of Jesus Christ. A love so pure that it forgives you for trying to protect your heart while hiding behind religion. A love so powerful that is knocks down every wall you’ve built and then builds you back up with Him as the foundation. A love so unending that it waits for you to come to yourself and recognize that you only need Him. Today, it took me a moment of stillness in prayer to see that my treasure chest was empty and if I want it filled to capacity I have to seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness. I need God’s rule in my heart and not Karen’s rules of conduct in this earth. My way is too weighty and too burdensome. I need rest, so I’m exchanging yokes today and forever. Matthew 11: 29-30 says, 29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”
Thank You Lord for the leading of Your Holy Spirit. Thank You for prayer and spiritual awakening to Your authority. Thank You for humbling me and tearing down those walls that were fortified and masked behind religion. I’m free in my heart and in my mind. I feel lighter and hopeful. I feel Jesus! Hallelujah, I feel Jesus. My cup is running over and my heart is anew; I have The Treasure that for a season will be just for me.