My husband and I are the type of people who tend to shove something into the most convenient corner to deal with or put away at a later date. Some of our kindred spirits are fortunate enough to be married to organized and meticulous people who immediately either make them go pick it up and deal with it properly or have given in and simply do it themselves. In our case, this was one trait in which opposites did not attract.
We are long-suffering when it comes to piles of stuff in drawers or behind closet doors (and on desks) but today I reached my limit when I opened our front closet and things came bursting out. It was time to clean the closet. Actually, it had started earlier in the day when I found myself rearranging some kitchen drawers. I was on a roll and when that happens it is best for me to take advantage of it before that "domestic" feeling evaporates and is replaced by wanderlust which interests me far more than cluttered closets.
My rummaging about caught my husband's attention and curiosity. What on earth did we have in that closet besides our winter coats? His curiosity got the best of him and besides, he needed a break from the paper he was working on. We set to work.
We discovered that we had a large number of gloves and mittens. There were some that did not have a mate but most of them were pairs. We wondered at the number before deciding that at some point in time, we had been unable to find the pair we were looking for and replaced them. Besides, one can never have enough of them when one lives in Minnesota. The same could be said for the various hats and scarves we had as well. Hmm... perhaps it was time to sort through them and just keep our favorite ones.
Then while sorting through various odds and ends, we came across a couple of worn-out purses and wallets. I shouted when I discovered a dollar and some change in one of them. I also discovered some forever stamps in an old wallet of my husband's. Whew! I was going to go buy some stamps last week as I was out (I do need them occasionally) but didn't get around to it. Now I don't have to because now I have 12.
I found a nice first aid kit that I thought I had misplaced and some sandals I had forgotten I had. That was something else on my list to buy but now I don't have to as these look almost new. However, I also found things that were broken, out-dated or no longer needed. In fact, we managed to fill up an entire trash bag of junk that had been cluttering up our closet. Judging from the receipts I found tucked in the purses and wallets, some of these things had not been touched since 2009.
After we sorted through everything, discarding what we didn't need and putting other things in their proper place, I vacuumed the rug in the closet. Then together we carefully put what remained back into the closet. Oh my! Not only did everything fit nicely but there was plenty of room. In fact, I could get rid of the mat I had in the hallway that held the shoes we usually wear because uh... there was no room for our shoes in the closet. Sigh...
The closet is now neat and tidy. Nothing falls out when I open the door. In fact, I can even tell you exactly what is in it and everything is in it. There is not only enough room for the things that belong in the closet, there is also plenty of room for our guests to hang their coats as well. I no longer have to sprint across the floor and intercept someone who with coat in hand has their hand on the door, afraid that they will open it. I can proudly throw open the door for everyone to see.
Is there a cluttered closet in your heart, a place that is filled with stuff that you do not want anyone else to see? Perhaps you don't open the door but you have not eliminated the "junk" either. It just sits there taking up space. It can be a very daunting task but remember, you do not have to do it alone. God delights in helping us clean out those messy closets and corners in our hearts. All we need to do is ask.
This is great reading to start my day! Thank you!
I no longer have to sprint across the floor and intercept someone who with coat in hand has their hand on the door, afraid that they will open itWe ARE sisters!
Yes I need to do some "closet cleaning" myself.