Yesterday, we took part in our annual neighborhood garage sale. Needless to say, it was a day full of sweat, some blood, and letting go. For us, this was one of those times that the realities of moving to Lyon set in. Our goal is to liquidate and get rid of close to 90% of the things we own. Yesterday was the first step. However, we didn’t realize how difficult this step would be.
For Wende, the hardest thing for her to let go of were books. She struggled as she watched people buy and leave with books that she has collected and cherished. These were books that she had read to our kids; and each book, in its own way, was a treasure chest full of memories.
For me, the reality set in when I sold my golf clubs. I don’t know why. I play golf once a year…at the most. I believe that it is because these are something I’ve had since graduating college. I believe it is, because for me, a bridge back to the past. These were the clubs I used when out playing with my friends. These are the clubs I used when Wende and I used to play together. The had value for me, and I let them go for next to nothing.
However, for both of us, we need to remember that everything we have is just stuff. It’s junk. It’s temporal. This holds true for books, golf clubs, furniture, and wealth. The more we hold onto it, the more control it has on or lives. Our stuff becomes an idol to us and suffocates our joy and contentment. Possessions then begin to rule us.
This morning, I found in my inbox a devotion from the Catholic theologian Henri Nouwen. In it, he writes about the “Temptation to Hoard.”
The Temptation to Hoard
As fearful people we are inclined to develop a mind-set that makes us say: ”There’s not enough food for everyone, so I better be sure I save enough for myself in case of emergency,” or “There’s not enough knowledge for everyone to enjoy; so I’d better keep my knowledge to myself, so no one else will use it” or “There’s not enough love to give to everybody, so I’d better keep my friends for myself to prevent others from taking them away from me.” This is a scarcity mentality. It involves hoarding whatever we have, fearful that we won’t have enough to survive. The tragedy, however, is that what you cling to ends up rotting in your hands.
My hope, and my prayer, for me, Wende, and the girls, is that we would be free of this temptation. How about you?
