San Diego Dump

San Diego Dump

Sitting here at LAX, I am thinking about the past couple weeks spent in San Diego with my friend, Will, his Mom, and his Grandma. What started out as a two day stop en route to Kona turned into almost 2 weeks of clean-out and fence-building. As most families who have lived in one place for 30 plus years, they have lots of everything. Will’s Dad passed away about a year ago, and as most men, had his own system of storing things which takes time and effort to process and sort. As was the case when my Dad passed away more than 3 years ago, lots of things were only in the mind of the man. Once he left, it was up to us, his family to sort through and decide what to keep, what to pass on, and what to toss. Not easy.

Dariea (Will’s Mom) and I discussed moving from one phase of life to another and how hard it can be to let go of the old in faith that God is leading and has a good plan for the future. As most things, there is a spiritual truth coming out in the natural. As my family saw with our Dad, seeing anything past what we know and are familiar with is nearly impossible at first. When we go on, one step at a time, doing our part to move without fear into the next thing, we can see that God has prepared the way in advance. It’s hard to clear out the old, whether it’s old things or old ideas.

San Diego Dump

All of this is ground for talk, but I started to think how unencumbered by material things I am these days. I was glad we, as a family, had gone through some of this already, patting myself on the back a little for traveling light and having very few worldly possessions. As quickly as I had thought it, I was convicted. What else is new? Take the plank out of your own eye, fool!

After all, what’s the lesson here? The trap is getting mired in by the familiar fearing the step into the unknown. The life I am living is getting less risky and more comfortable. Living without money not knowing much about what’s next, are things I am used to now. I have no girlfriend, no “real job”, no home, or hardly any bills to speak of-all in the name of being ultimately flexible. But even this can close out God’s leading just the same as having lots of worldly attachments. Making commitments is costly. Love is costly. People are messy. Is it possible to be flexible and totally committed at the same time? I think it takes work, but possible. This is a bit of a ramble, but life is a process. “…faith, hope, and love, but the greatest is love.”

Junk Man

Junk Man