Showing posts with label Letting Go of Stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Letting Go of Stuff. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Letting Go of Stuff




 
It is amazing when we read the stories written by others that our own memories are resurrected with yet a story we thought we had already told it all.

One of the entries by Sharon Sharing God at “Tell Me a True Story told about a dream she had.  In the dream she discovered a lot of her “Stuff” that she had given away discarded and ready to be buried.  She wondered why they had not valued her stuff !

There are times when it is necessary to clean out our garage, closets, attic and give to an organization or find someone who can use what you no longer need.

Long ago, we purchased a white velvet couch and matching love seat that we enjoyed for many years. 

When we moved to our present mobile home, we decided to purchase a hide-a-bed and would no longer need the pair of living room furniture. 

Our local Teen Challenge was requesting furniture of any kind, so we make the telephone call and donated our white velvet chesterfield and love seat along with an office desk and chair and other items now forgotten.

Some tell us when you contribute money, you lose the right to say how it will be spent, and I suppose it is the same with items donated to a good cause.

Apparently what the group did was to hold a yard sale of the donated furniture to raise funds for their ongoing expenses.
 
Time passed, and one day as I drove my car down one of the semi-main streets of town, there I spotted in the front yard of a small house our “White Velvet Love Seat,” with a FOR SALE sign on it.
 
I knew it was OURS, and at first I was angry that the person was going to make a profit out of our lovely seat.

God spoke to me and said, “Let it go, it is no longer yours, but it is theirs, so they can do with it as they like.”
 
Then I began to consider people I have known, witnessed to, and often helped in times past, and I realized that they belong to God and they did not really belong to me.

Let them go, for they are in good hands.