Boxes and Suitcases

By Lynn Ludwick

Packing and unpacking. It’s what I do. Sometimes it seems it’s all I do, or at least too often what I do. First there’s the Big One—moving. Few of us jump for joy at that process, especially if we’ve gained a bit too much experience (and stuff) along the way.

But a change of location isn’t the only time for packing and unpacking. On down the scale there’s a major house remodel, a long trip or spring-cleaning. Even a trip to the beach or readying for the class I teach involves a lot of gathering together, then putting back away. I once read about a caterer who loaded and toted large wicker hampers of dishes and food to each event, and I found myself grateful I wasn’t a caterer.

Now I’m rummaging through boxes that have been tucked away for several years. Oh my, what fun, what surprises. Some things I’m glad to see once more, others I realize I can live without. A paring down has begun. Yet all this shuffling and shifting leaves me tired.

Ah, but it also leaves me a choice—to grumble or to rejoice. God’s obvious preference comes up on the positive side. Soon be piles of empty boxes and this season will end, yet the fluctuations of life will continue. I’ll always have emotions to unpack, as the saying goes. Over and over it seems I gear up, experience either a boom or a bust, then regroup. My Lord would have me remember that when I embark on a big trip or a weekend getaway, experience a long-term relationship or a brief encounter—and whether it turns out well or not—He is in charge. He is in the details and always has a plan. Each of my days is custom made, allowing me the opportunity to be glad I’m alive. Another day to seek His will and grow to love Him more. “This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24

To keep from being overwhelmed in the arduous task of settling in, I’ve been focusing not on the big picture, but tackling the job one box at a time. And when I give that idea some thought, it’s not a bad way to tackle life either. Living in the moment, as my nephew recently reminded me. Moment by moment, day by day. Let my Lord guide. That too will keep me from being overwhelmed.

“…for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” Lamentations 3:22-23

Lynn Ludwick writes from Eagle Point, Oregon. lynniegirl45@hotmail.com