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Don’t clog your mind with unnecessary thoughts and feelings that take up valuable real estate of the heart

January is always a month to revisit our issues and this “one” of mine.

Do you ever get concerned about hoarding? I hold onto a lot of junk. Take for instance my garage. Our garage isn’t being used for the car. Nay, nay. The garage is a collection site for my obsession with my “one-day” finds.

These finds are slurping up all space. Smack dab in the middle of the garage are these desks I found at a sale. They are now my craft tables. My “Kandi’s Krappe” tables.

Housed nearby are several pallets I’ve collected from the side of the road. Other roadside treasures include a red wagon, tables, etc. If I didn’t pick the stuff off the side of the road, I’ve bought them at thrift shops. One day this trash could become treasures, y’all.

Not only do I have “one day I am going to make something out of it” sections. I have collections of hundreds of golf balls retrieved on my hunting expeditions. I’m telling you, it’s a smorgasbord of opportunity for a segment on “Hoarders.”

It’s a “hold on tight because I might need this one day” disease. It makes my husband crazy. Maybe because it takes up space where he’d rather see all the sporting equipment he is prone to hoard. Whatever it is, I need help.

I was sharing this obsession with some women. Somehow it got turned into a conversation about our boys holding on to some odd trinkets. My son used to hide lizards in his sock drawer. When I went to put his laundry up these creatures would jump out and scare the bejeebers out of me.

A mama shared a funny story about her toddler son. He found a lizard he wanted to hold on to as a pet. His mama explained to him indoor living wasn’t really the ideal place for a lizard. The best place for a lizard was free range living outside.

The little boy took his mom outside the next morning and looked at her saying, “I saved my lizard for later.” Shocked, his mama saw the lizard. Her little fellow had stuck the lizard to a tree with his gum. He wanted to keep what he had found and he had found a very clever way of “holding on” to a prize. Good news is the lizard lived.

I think my garage is alive as well. It’s teeming with the need to be set free like the lizard. It’s begging to become what it was made to be — a garage.

That’ll preach. We hold on tightly to things we may want or think we may need in the future. We amass a mess. In accumulating all this paraphernalia I thought I would one day need it created another need — a place to put the things that truly belong there.

Don’t we do the same thing when it comes to our spiritual life? We allow unnecessary thoughts and feelings to take up valuable real estate of the heart. Our hearts are made to house compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, love and so much more. We are to let the word of Christ richly dwell in us. We can’t do that until we throw out the other.

Toss the “one day” stuff. Fill your lives today with Christ’s love. Lets hoard no more!

Kandi Farris, a freelance correspondent, also is a speaker on matters of faith and values.

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