We had a GIANT yard sale at the end of August.
Sorting through 15 years worth of STUFF is extensive, exhausting, and emotional.
I freely admit that tears were shed as I sold my children’s baby clothes and blankets…..the family swing-set…..the bikes and toys…..and my beloved Kitchen Aid mixer. I let go of my beloved box of pen-pal correspondence from my teen years, my special pink dishes, and my much-loved bread machine.
We sold almost everything we own.
The realization that you’re selling everything you worked your whole marriage to obtain can be a tough pill to swallow.
Of course we know it’s for an amazingly worthwhile reason.
Of course we know it’s just stuff.
It was still hard for us.
And for our children, who stood with tears streaming down their faces as they watched most of their things being sold.
Almost two months have passed since we downsized and moved into our travel trailer full-time.
And you know what?
We’re not missing the stuff one.single.bit.
God has so wondrously filled our lives with satisfaction.
I’m satisfied with a teeny-tiny kitchen, because I can still make meals for my family.
I’m satisfied with less than 300 feet of living space because I am warm, comfortable, and always within-arms-reach of my sweet children.
I’m satisfied with living-by-faith (and not counting on a weekly paycheck) because my God has proven Himself sufficient.
I’m satisfied with spending the next couple of years on deputation because each moment brings me closer to Africa and the precious children there.
I speak for Brent and myself when I say this—Sure, it’s been hard at times. (that’s a bit of an understatement, lol) BUT we wouldn’t trade the miracles of God for A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G.
Not even all the STUFF in the world.
Phillippians 4: 8-13 ….I can do all things through Christ who strengtheneth me….