Exhaustion Reigns...

Katie and I are nearing what I hope is the end of the sea of boxes. We have both been sleeping in a little bit later every day. But it is exciting to see the finished product starting to come together a bit more!

I don't have very much to write today. My brain is tired. But I had a random thought while I was unpacking and decorating today.

I have a lot of stuff. I mean that in both a literal and a figurative sense.

I didn't realize just how much stuff I had until I had to put it all in boxes and move it. Having done the dorm room thing for the past three years, I always had things in boxes. Some of it was in the music room, or the dungeon, or out at camp, or in the garage. There was always the room at school and the room at home. Now that I have officially and for good moved out, most of the stuff came with me. Where did it all come from? How in the world did I acquire it all? Do I need it all? I really should take an inventory, and purge some of it.

In the figurative sense, I have a lot of stuff, and I didn't realize just how much it was until I started to take a look at my life through this whole process. As I have been setting up rooms, there is a little story that keeps coming to my mind... It seems strangely fitting.

It is a little story called "My Heart - Christ's Home" by Robert Boyd Munger, published by InterVarsity Press.

The story is DEFINITELY worth reading, so please check out the link.