Purging

Today I purged my refrigerator. I am not much of a housekeeper, instead a mom/wife and pastor, and people claim primacy, stuff has to happen when it can. My fridge doesn't call out to help it, so it gets ignored.

I hate wasting food, but it happens, then I feel awful throwing it away. I have wasted our money, and the starving world's food.

I also hate throwing away the remnants of daughters gone since summer because that's just more evidence that they are really gone again. Keeping that hummus in there invites them back.

But today it all went in the garbage, and hopefully having it cleared out will help me keep on top of what I have and use it better. Roger being sick meant no one eating spinach and fresh veggies.

I need to purge a lot of other things. I cleaned out the bottom of my study closet this weekend in desperation with the need to find something. It seems I only purge when I'm desperate.

Daily purging would be nice. At least keeping a handle on it. And I don't mean my fridge or closet but my soul. I shouldn't just keep stuff around hoping it will turn up useful someday.

Rotted material, got to go. Outdated thinking, pitch it. Look for fresh and refreshed. Pertinent and personal. Real and reality. Look for Jesus. He moves in to the vacancy left by the garbage. What an upgrade.