Last year was very hard in the Spring. My middle aged nephew
had just died at age 58 and now that I am older (75 now), I hadn’t realized how
much of the labor he had helped me with, not to mention other details. I
finally wised up and used a dolly to move heavy cartons back and forth on the
driveway.
This year, however, every time I get ready to go through the
house to gather up stuff to put outside, something comes up to stop me.
Today’s fiasco with my smog check is a prime example. The sale
is this coming weekend. I finally decided that the Lord is telling me that I
should no longer stress out trying to prepare for, and manage, a weekend yard
sale. Fourteen years, twice a year, is enough.
I will, instead, start to concentrate more on my Etsy online
shop and on other ways to bring in some extra cash.
Whatever I was planning to put out, I can either donate it
to various organizations, or in some cases, put small free personal ads in our
mobile home park monthly newsletter.
Times change, and I need to look at today’s reality, not one
from ten years or more ago. I feel a big pressure lifted already.
2 comments:
Yep...I agree, we can sometimes put too much on our plate. God didn't mean for us to be so busy that we stress out.
Thank you so much for confirming what I've been thinking - when God gives me a hint, I'm really dense. He almost has to pound me on the head with a hammer for me to get it (sigh). But I think my decision, at least for this sale, makes sense. If I choose to have one at the October sale, I have a nice, easy stretch of time to gather and "ready" things...Thank you, my friend.
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