As I’m KonMari-ing my house (organizing all the things), I feel pretty good about it. I’m now down to a box and a steamer trunk to catalog. It feels great.
But then I woke up this morning with a sense of dread in my stomach. Did I throw out too much? I couldn’t think of anything that I trashed that was of great value to me. Perhaps this is part of the purging effect: There’s a decent size hole in my stomach. Now that everything in my house is in running order, perhaps I’m next. I don’t think my brain has caught up to my KonMari-ed possessions.
I went to church this morning, and on top of the empty feeling inside I’m having a horrible
“Awkward Introvert Day” – which happens occasionally to me. There was a scripture spoken today that hit me right between the eyes:
So therefore, none of you can become my disciple if you do not give up all your possessions. (Luke 14:33)
Whoa. Today’s sermon spoke of the preceding verses of taking stock of your life before before following Christ because it is such an investment, a promise you don’t want to go back on. The Lord charges us to be good stewards of what we have as well. The tidying marathon has spiritual implications I hadn’t considered.
I should also add that there are some other things in play right now: I applied for a job, a career change to be more specific, and it’s been a month since my interview with crickets for an answer. HR assures me the position is still open and has not been filled, as they’re still deliberating (there were many applicants), but I am growing restless for an answer.
On top of that, I decided last spring I wanted to pursue a technical writing certificate. This was in part to a career change, but even with the possibility of a new career on the horizon, I’ve decided to still pursue it. It’s an online course through a well known university system, I can swing the tuition, and I could use a challenge in direction with writing – not to mention, it’s a great resume builder, regardless of what career I choose.
I also was asked to be on a leadership committee at church, which I accepted, and now have some behind the scenes planning to do.
And then I decided to KonMari my house!
Perhaps what I’m feeling is just a sense of upheaval. While I embrace change (I do love adventure!), sometimes too much at once can cause this INFJ to spiral. I love my quiet time, and this season of life, I believe that will be in short supply.
Despite all the befuddlement, this is where I need to be. The past few years I’ve been drifting with the wind and currents: now I can feel my sails unfurling.
Here’s to discovering new lands.