How often we heard, and are hearing, just throw it away. As we went through bins of items, in their damp, moldy, smoky disarray; as friends carried and hauled for us, it's been impossible to tell the care and thought we've put into our possessions and life because in it's premature (the definition of an accident) end, it looks like rubble, smells like rubble and goes into the dump truck like rubble.
I feel like God has given me a glimpse ahead of what it will be like looking back on my life. That the things and plans that we consider important, spend our time, money and life on, are oftentimes what gets thrown at the Dung Gate. That the really vital things, those they don't end up burning, are oftentimes what we can't see.
So, I'm still sorting. Both stuff and in my head. What's important. What's o.k. to let go of. What really needs replaced. What is vitally important and sorta important and that which is not important at all. In the end, it's all gonna burn...would it be fair to say that we live precociously?
"But the day of the lord will come as a thief in the night, in which the heavens will pass away with a great noise, and the elements will melt with fervent heat; both the earth and the works that are in it will be burned up. Therefore, since all these things will be dissolved, what manner of persons ought you to be in holy conduct and godliness looking for and hastening the coming of the day of God, because of which the heavens will be dissolved , being on fire, and the elements will melt with fervent hear? Nevertheless, we, according to His promise, look for new heavens and a new earth in which rigtheousness dwells. 2 Peter 3: 10-13