It was less than 5 years since we had moved in. Hannah was only 7 mo. old then and we were coming from a 1BR apartment. But this time we had already made six trips to Goodwill, yet our 20ft UHaul was not going to hold it all. I was ready to trash all the remaining boxes without even considering their contents, my sense of value had quickly changed!
The most disconcerting thing though about this whole undertaking was not how much physical junk we had allowed in our lives, but rather the striking similarities between how much spiritual “junk” (aka, sin) we tolerate for the same reasons. It’s so easy to ignore the things we are fond of, yet deep down we know in our heart they don’t make the cut (i.e. measure up to God’s expectations). Moving day forces the issue about our physical stuff just like the Bema Seat will one day require a reckoning of our spiritual lives. How much easier would moving day be if we had dealt with our stuff daily, before stashing it out of sight and mind? How much more effective would we as believers be in our ministry if we kept the same oversight in our spiritual lives? A diligent introspection of what we value vs. what God’s Word deems eternally important is the kind of personal revival that all believers must cultivate. And because we already have God’s Word to set the benchmark of what is and is not beneficial, we don’t need to “wait for the moving truck.”