The Sacred Collective

I don’t like the chaos of a messy house, but I also don’t like cleaning. Usually, I’ll clean when I know someone is coming over. But often, I’ll slack on it.

Then, when someone unexpectedly drops by, I regret my neglect.

I dislike that lack of finality when it comes to cleaning. When I clean the kitchen, I have these funny expectations that it will stay that way.

If you have teenagers, you know you can go to bed with a sparkling kitchen and wake up to it looking like a small tornado ran through it. It’s a little discouraging!

My mind works much the same way.

The mess needs to be cleaned up daily. I try to keep my mind tidy and free of clutter but it just accumulates this mess throughout the day.

If I don’t clean it up — remove the lies and replace them with truth — it’s a chaotic mess. I can’t find things (memory), and the mess clouds the things God has told me.

Not only does this rob me, it robs others who may need a word of encouragement or a spoken truth during a difficult time. But because my mind is cluttered with mess, I can’t see through it to offer that up.

Journaling my thoughts helps to untangle them. I write down the things weighing me down, the lies I clung to throughout the day–I didn’t do enough, therefore I am not enough–and replace them with His Truth:

In Christ, I am complete. His grace is enough, therefore I am enough.
(Colossians 2:10, 2 Corinthians 12:9)

Just because I think something doesn’t make it true.

Savoring Him,

Christin

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