Laying My Dignity Aside...

I've known for a long time that I have...purse cleanliness issues. Miscellaneous findings pile up until my purse weighs POUNDS more than it should. From time to time, I decide that I am too grown up to allow such a thing to happen and I spend a bit of my evening cleaning it out. I documented my recent adventure into the depths of my faux leather shoulder bag, so that you might have a good laugh and perhaps glean a little. (Oy. I told you...pride aside.).

This is what came out of the initial dumping:

These are receipts:

And, this is trash. Yes, TRASH:

Oh, my.

But, you know, we all have crap in our lives. Some of it, we willingly throw in our handbags, even if we know that it doesn't belong there. Some of it sneaks up and, before we know it, adds pounds to the weight we carry. And, some crap is, unwillingly, thrust upon us. Sometimes, I think this may be the hardest because we have no control over it. We are, by nature, control freaks. I will be the first to raise my hand and admit that I like to be in control of my time and circumstances. It's hard to let go of that. It's harder when someone takes it away. Sometimes, the weight feels unbearable. The keyword: feels. Jesus is not going to give us more than we can bear and that, my friend, is a precious, precious promise.

Yesterday, He spoke to me and reminded me that, when we become His children, He makes us whole. Sometimes, we feel so very broken. Sometimes it feels like nothing could possibly mend the ache that the crap of earth brings. He reminded me that my feelings of brokenness are earthly feelings because, in Him, I am WHOLE. Praise You, King Jesus.

May you feel whole in Him this week and always.

(Kendra)