Spring Cleaning

Funny enough, there is something quite lethargic about winter and something theraputic about spring. The smell, look and feel of spring is just fresh and always gets me into the mood for change. Sometimes this results in an extremely different haircut, rearranging furniture, a shopping spree or a spontaneous day trip. Today, I got into spring cleaning mode.

Perhaps it's also because it's Easter weekend. A reminder of renewal and grace. I have had my trials over the past year. I have had shining proud moments and terribly guilty and shameful ones too. Somehow these things do not matter. We Zakar...remember what has passed but plough on.

As of late I have felt the weight of the world on my shoulders because of things out of my control. People who do not see the hurt that resuts in their actions. Hurt that can not be resolved and seems to spiral further downward with every passing day. It has felt hopeless and Andrew and I have been crying and praying so hard for the sun to shine on this draining situation.

And today, I think of it and I feel at rest. I don't know what it is. Yes, there is hurt. But God has always been faithful to me. What else can I do but leave it to Him? This life is tragically short and painful in contrast to life eternal with the Father.

So today I am purging my household of all junk and clutter. Windows open, music playing, duster out, bags of things to give away or put in the bin. Throwing away stuff is always theraputic for me. In the same way, I will try to cast away my burdens too and start anew.