Whenever I feel stressed or overwhelmed, there's one thing that helps me to feel better. No, not shopping. Just the exact opposite. Donating stuff. (Except books. I love, love, love books!) I spend a good chunk of time each night putting away random things around the house. Everything has a home and needs to go in it's proper place. I know what you're thinking--I'm anal retentive. You're right! Anyway, here's my reasoning on why I LOVE to donate...the less I own, the less I need to clean, organize, maintain, fix, put away, etc...I want to live a simple life and I'm learning that LESS IS MORE.
We spend our lives collecting stuff. Why? What significance does it all really have? I don't think people lie on their death beds in their final moments of life thinking about what they own. They're probably thinking about their loved ones and reflecting on what kind of life they've lived. And remember--once you leave this Earth, you can't take any of it with you. You'll never see a hearse pulling a U-Haul!
I can minimize the things I own, which means my stuff doesn't own me. I can minimize the words I speak, which means I listen more. I can minimize certain thoughts I have, which means I don't overthink things. I can minimize my distractions, which means I focus more on God. I can minimize my commitments, which means I spend more time with family at home.
Dear Lord, please help us to live a simple life and be content with what we already have. Let us focus on loving You and others rather than loving things. You are the meaning of life. We love You, Lord!
"Jesus answered, "If you want to be perfect, go, sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me."" (Matthew 19:21)