I started taking out the trash.
As I went through my years of closet hoarding surrounded by a pile of discarded fashions and clothes I hadn’t worn since the 90s, I asked myself “what have I done to myself?” This is pathetic. I haven’t bought an item of clothing in years…literally. Yet my closet vomited out shirts, pants, jeans, skirts, dresses (when was the last time I wore a dress???) and as it expelled the putrid remains of a shirt circa 1998, I delicately folded each item and put them in the appropriate place — a trash bag.
Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh sweet freedom…
You are my witness as I proclaim my ever-increasing vigilence toward a minimalist lifestyle. And, since I am a devoted Christ follower, I will give Him all the glory for it. In this blog, I will share my trials of “not storing up treasures on earth” along with simple living tidbits, hopefully helpful information and the always encouraging word.
God, please show me what you really meant with all of this. Amen!
Welcome to my world, world. I invite you in.
Your tour guide: Bohemian Christian Chelle