Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Third point?

Ok, last point about stuff I carry , Dan. 


3. over time, this build up becomes too much and the it seems you don't even know what you are paying for.


How much junk is carried, looking at storage places, there is so much stuff people store and then when we look at it, well, what the heck is this from who knows when? 
For example, when i worked while i was in high school, I had jobs where I helped pack or clean out someone's house. The things we have! some people have to buy houses not because they need 5 rooms, but they have so much stuff they need to put it there! 


Things I have found, for instance one client had a room of just cassette tapes, I mean hundreds and hundreds, could have saved lots of space and  cleanliness and money (for less storage space) . What was the client paying for?  Not a place to live, 'cause the things kept were overrunning the place! :( 


But that is what we / I do, did , have done. The things of the past, stuff just sitting there, gathering dust and slowly it grows, more and more. 
It diseases and sickens people before they realize it. 


This client, well, lets just say the place was a mess! The client was so used to having all this baggage and just it overwhelming that by the time it was even fractionally clean, there was a great change in the client. Health wise, better, the space created (or found) was great! it was liek a whole new place ! sorta, this was just with a few visits. 


So, what's the point? Point is, these things (anger, pride, selfishness, hate, unforgiveness, fear, etc.) these things , hidden, or stored or whatever it is , held..... it's gonna kill us, who we were meant to be, what we were meant to do. The payment for this, is disease of the heart, payment of lost things, people, ability to do things, time. The Bible says: 


James 4:14Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.

I have to , at the least, I just gotta stop holding grudges, stop being pessimistic, what is to gain by hurting one to hurt them? What do I gain by just looking out for myself?  What is gained by carrying this burden and adding to it all the time, can I fix it ? Does running away or hiding it help ? NO.

If a person were to get an injury say stabbed or even cut, doe s a bandaid fix it? No, God fixes it and that is not by covering it up onlly and hiding it. Doing that invites infection, not healing, making things worse.

How many years have I been in medical field and seen people who just ignore injuries? Yet I do not realize that is how our minds and souls do it. i can't fix them, I can help but even then i had help.  SO it is here, i don't fix nothing, God does it.

Matthew 19:26
Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.”

Philippians 4:6
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.

Yeah, so that's that, I feel like junk tonight, I really pray this made sense Dan. I can't think straight  at this moment. Praise God that He doesn't need me to make sense, He can make sense out of anything. 

Thank You God for this wonderful weather. For the ability to write, to sing, to pray, to laugh, to cry, to feel pain, to feel joy! Thank you for all You do and will do. Forgive us please. Help her, increase the srength or just give us strength in You and not ourselves. Help us to bear trials, to hold on to You and not on what others say; to let Your Word be the final say and not distort it for ourselves. Please, I beg a miracle in those things upon the heart. Help those who lost loved ones to death or other reasons. Be with the family all of ours. Help us to love , to the point that it runs through us like the blood in our veins, that we may be just a kajillionth of Your reflection in thsi dark world. This heart is in pain, help it to not turn from you. Help her, HELP her Please! Ok, well You rock God, thank you for all. By Your Son, Amen.

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