I think it's time for a two week update on Operation Clean My Room. What started out as an innocent pile sorting turning into a huge undertaking that has involved moving every single piece of furniture I own (some of them more than once). In true Katie-style, it has continued to explode and I've made a bigger mess than I have cleaned.
Yesterday I moved on to (what I hope is) the last step before the serious clean up begins. It was time to sort the newspapers. I have this fetish where I collect newspaper articles. I don't really have a good way to store them (suggestions welcome), so they get heaped onto my desk that has officially been unusable for at least the last five years.
The newspaper clippings started innocently enough. An article I was mentioned in for honor roll or tennis. The obits of someone I knew. A review of concerts I'd attended. Then it exploded. Anything that struck my interest and would probably still be talked about in a few years. John Glenn orbiting the earth again. When my friend (and several others) died in a bus crash that made state-wide news. The year my town was pummeled with tornado warnings and flash flooding for two solid weeks. The bridge that collapsed over the Mississippi in Minneapolis. Yep, September 11th. You name it, I've got it.
Yet I know every paper cut I have obtained was worth being able to sit at my desk again to write. Is everything you must let go of worth being drawn closer to God? Wash your hands of the aspects in your life that aren't growing you closer to Him. Sit back and let Him work.
Take a few minutes and watch The Skit Guys skit on this idea. Even if you've seen it before, watch it again.
PS: It's my future roommate's birthday today. Love you, Jennifer!