Those who know me well know that my car is pretty much perpetually messy.
One of my goals for the year (I hate the whole ‘new year’s resolution’ thing because they’re so easy to break) was to keep my car clean, to the point I could drive friends around and make use of my trunk when having to transport things like groceries, luggage, etc. With one of the little brothers coming to stay with us soon, it needed to happen sooner than later, and Monday was it.
My trunk was a challenge because, if I’m being honest, I don’t think I’ve cleaned my trunk out in about…9 years, given what I found. The task of cleaning my trunk out…man. I’m not kidding when I say that it look a LOT longer than I’d anticipated. A LOT. My husband has offered multiple times to help, but I’ve turned him down. He wouldn’t know what to do with everything in there, I thought.
In the too-full trunk, I found:
- Multiple notebooks
- School notebooks from college classes
- a pail and shovel for building sandcastles
- multiple DVD’s
- shirts of mine that I’d long forgotten about
- Three pairs of men’s jeans
- Three vases
- many other things
This pile-up had accumulated to the point that I literally had no idea what was waiting on me when I started. By the end, I was exhausted. My hands and clothes were dirty (we lived down a dirt road for a period of time, so dust had accumulated).
But it struck me: This is how life is for many of us. We go through things and, instead of giving it to Jesus and letting Him handle it, we throw it in the trunk. We say we’ll deal with it later, it’s not ‘that big of a deal.’ Maybe it’s the sting of rejection, of words that cut us, of someone else’s actions that damaged a heart, a wish fallen through. We throw it in the trunk, and we go about life. Out of sight, out of mind. When something else happens, we add that to the trunk. Life is busy, we’ll unpack that later. We’ll deal with it when we have time. So the trunk gets full. Our mess starts interfering with our day to day life, starts inhibiting us from living to our full potential. Sure, we can deal with the stuff in our faces, that’s the easy stuff. But by the time you’ve piled on so much mess in your trunk, you know it’s going to take time to deal with. You put it off. You let it linger. You let it be. And the mess, inexplicably, gets bigger. Even when you hear the gentle voice of the Savior urging you to let Him help you, you hold onto that junk. And, that junk holds you back.
Y’all. It’s time to unpack our junk.
I don’t know what your junk is. It could be bitterness, anger, resentment…it could be rejection, addiction, fear, codependency…either way, it’s time to unpack your junk. Give that junk to Jesus and let Him deal with it. Jesus wants us to live life abundantly, and we can’t do that carrying around that junk.