When it’s time to put away

There is a lot of wonderful advice and so much wisdom in the third chapter of Ecclesiastes I love to read from it.  It starts by saying, “To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven:” It is verse six I want to mention, it says: “A time to gain, And a time to lose; A time to keep, And a time to throw away.”

 It is not easy to move on after a loved one dies and you take out letters written in their own hand to read, or a relationship ends and you try to put your life back the way it was before that person was included in your everyday life and thoughts. But the time comes you have to clean out and throw away, as I said in an earlier article this week you have to throw the garbage and leftovers of your life out and if you read about the letters in the gold box, no I haven’t been able to get rid of them as yet. In going through some things I found something that I told you about before my parents both died. I had happened upon a little box that was tucked into the back of my closet and I found several treasures. One was a beautifully hand knitted red sweater that my Dad’s mother had made for me when I was about 12 months old, there are pictures of me wearing it. It is in excellent shape, no holes only two missing buttons and a little worn around the edges of the sleeve, the remaining white pearl buttons still shining bright. Then something caught my attention, it was two fragile sticks that had red yarn woven in and around to form a crude type of “dream catcher“, at least that was my best guess. There was a yellowed piece of notepaper under it, with my handwriting, so I took it over to the window because the letter written with a pencil was very faded, it read: “Dear Mimi, Auntie and Pobbie, I have builded this stick for you. I am happy to give it to you for Mother’s Day. Mother writted the note I builded the thing. Dear Mimi I love you,” and it was signed “Feel Facer”.  I know that doesn’t mean a thing to you, but it was a note I had written for “Dr. Ara” before he learned to write or obviously use good grammar! I took great pleasure in reading it and then reading it to my parents and then of course, I read it to the good Doctor himself.

We look at things like that and, at least I do, miss the child that wrote it, made it, the little boy who played with Match Box cars for hours, wore super hero capes and slept peacefully at night with no cares or worries. In our faith walk, we start out that way, not using the “spiritual” terms that others might use, being over zealous, taking things a bit too far, making people run when they see us coming with our New Testament, but then we begin to grow in the Lord, as we grow physically and learn more of Him and His ways.

But here is where I wish that instead of being mature and bored with new Christians, we could keep a little of the enthusiasm that is tempered with wisdom, in our daily walk.  I watched my grown son sitting cross-legged on his granddaddy’s bed reading that little note, and he was happy to see it and then he examined the sticks with the yarn carefully, but when he got ready to go home, he handed the note and the stick back to me for safe keeping, he has grown up and doesn’t need to keep the reminder of his “childish” days.

1 Cor. 13:11 When I was a child, I talked like a child; I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.

Don’t beat yourself up if you are trying to learn, James 1:5-8 If you don’t know what you’re doing, pray to the Father. He loves to help. You’ll get his help, and won’t be condescended to when you ask for it. Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who “worry their prayers” are like wind-whipped waves. Don’t think you’re going to get anything from the Master that way, adrift at sea, keeping all your options open.

I can imagine that when we are new to the faith God loves us and smiles at our ignorance, but after a while, He expects us to quit messing in our pants! I learned long ago that if I had a question I ask and He answers, you can ask Him too and He will help! Put away the childish things that bring you down or remind you of “the old days” which usually only causes you heartache and sometimes gets you into trouble!

When you aren’t feeling “worthy” remember this, God loves you just the way you are!

About harolene

Thank you for stopping by for a visit! If you read my thoughts you will see that I am sometimes serious, at other times sappy or funny, occasionally I am sad and sentimental, but I am always sincere! I am a single mother who raised two children, born ten years apart and different sexes so first it was bows and dolls, pretty dresses and boys! When my son was born it was rough and tumble games, baseball, soccer, wrestling and girls! I am known for my "smile" and for my default answer to any situation, "no problem", which was something I didn't realize I did until it was pointed out to me! I am a moon watcher and a star gazer. I am astounded and feel so small knowing that every creature that has ever walked the face of this earth has gazed upon that same beautiful orb that my eyes can behold on any night when the earth is not wearing her cloak of clouds. My parents have made me the person that I am. Their love, veracity in all areas of life, humor and passion for their work and each other have given me hope that my life can actually be a happy one! Chances are if you are reading this you already know all this but again, I appreciate your stopping by! While you're here hit the "Like" button for me and thanks for checking in!
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