Living Simply Saturday struck a chord with me today (Thanks for the post, Kate, I'd love to pick your brain!).
The guest post opens with "Our family lives in a 1000-square foot house. We have 4 children whom we homeschool. Do you see the problem?".
We live in a 912 sq. ft. house -- 8 of us (4 adults, 4 kids). And all of our stuff.
Normally it's fine, (and happy too), but I've been behind the past couple of months on keeping up with things like decluttering. And WOW, is it a pit. I feel buried.
Now, the above statement (about the space in our house) is an exaggeration. It's 912 finished square feet. We have a basement, which isn't included in that number, and Chester's two brothers sleep and keep their stuff down there. The basement also houses a lot of storage and laundry, a freezer and a garage. So we really should fit quite comfortably.
But we don't.
At first glance, it would appear that I have a shopping problem -- the amount of "new" stuff that comes into our house is astronomical. But the truth is, that if you don't count one hour of Christmas shopping, I haven't shopped for anything other than food since September. No, we get stuff given to us: 30-gallon bags of clothes, rubbermaid totes of toys, freezers full of meat, etc. This is all WONDERFUL! (We almost never have to buy anything!)
But it requires that I keep on top of the dejunking really agressively.
And I haven't been.
So my bedroom has a huge mountain of clothes that were given to me, that I have yet to go through to decide if I'll wear. My kids clothes don't fit in their dresser drawers. There's so many toys in the toy room that no one can keep it picked up. (All four kids sleep in one room so that the toys and school supplies can have their own space. I know, we're weird).
Life is less happy as a result of all the stuff. The other day I read Luke 12. Verses 32-35 read: "Sell what you have and give alms; provide yourselves money bags which do not grow old, a treasure in the heavens that does not fail, where no thief approaches nor moth destroys. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. Let your waist be girded and your lamps burning; and you yourselves be like men who wait for their master, when he will return from the wedding, that when he comes and knocks they may open to him immediately."
I want to be someone that is not encumbered by too much stuff, but is ready and eagerly waiting for the return of my Savior.
I've already started -- I have four large trash bags (the big black ones that go in real trash cans, not the kitchen sized ones) of stuff for the mission. I'd guess that I'm not half-way through yet.
So I'll start taking before and after pictures as I clean. I'm hoping that it really will be From Clutter to Clarity.