God is teaching me..everyday and continuing to refine me and calling me to living what I know to be true.
When we decided to move to Honduras we had to make choices about all our stuff, keep it, send it, give it away, sell it..what to do with it all. I began really evaluating each thing I owned and what it meant to me..a lot of it NOTHING at all, which makes me ask the question, Why did I think I wanted it to begin with?? Such a waste of money and energy!!!
Somethings without question could not be sold..family stuff you know the stuff that has been around along time and you would be shot if you even thought about getting rid of. Some of those things I sent to people I thought would enjoy having them and other things to big to mail I stored away. Other things went straight to the yard sale pile, somethings I really loved went for sale as an effort to raise some money, collectable things, but I realized I liked them a lot more than other people! Somethings my kids wanted, but I was shocked at how little that was, I guess they are not at ALL the sentimental person I am. Then I had to decide what I really wanted with me and it was little; my kitchen!!! I am a bit of a snob when it comes to kitchen stuff and I wanted to have it with me... hey cooking is one of the fews things I can do well. My cross collection, framed photos, clothes and shoes... well duh?? Ok so we shipped 26 boxes and I have 23! You do the math it didn't really work out!! So we started the search.. and I can't even tell you what the bodaga looks like!! 1000's of boxes..all for distribution to the poor. Ok, so I pulled up my shipping inventory to see what boxes 44,45,46 contained. Clothes and shoes! So as we continued the search and exhausted all possibilities of possible locations, after touching every box in the bodega I gave into the reality they are gone. Where did they go?.. to the poor. A group took a bunch of boxes of children's clothing and shoes I had collected to distribute and I fear now, that those boxes marked [Connell personal] clothes and shoes got sent..to give to the poor. Ok so how mad could I be?? But wait..... all my WINTER SHOES!!! Yeah so I wish I could say I was a big girl and thought GREAT they went to good cause..people have shoes that needed them...BUT MY WINTER SHOES..really God, my shoes! Sometimes you just ask to much!!!
3 comments:
Wow, I guess he really was saying get over it,in a big way. I'd hide the other pile. I love ya. Cher
LOL - I am so sorry but do you really need winter shoes in Honduras - that is what I would ask myself. Yeah, I know - I would be just as upset - I probably could not have done nearly as well as you have - however, I have learned that less is more - I live with a more kind of person now and it drives me crazy - LOL
Hang tough - what you are doing is wonderful and I love telling all I meet what you all do - I am also actively trying daily to find you more support - hopefully some of those will come along and support the great work you all are doing.
Love and miss you guys - how funny to say that - we never saw each other but before you were just a call away and now that is almost impossible - LOL
I have so much I want to talk about but email and facebook will just have to do.
Love you
Agree with Jennifer… I too think that you really need winter shoes.
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