I'm so thankful the Holy Spirit is with us, especially in moments where our own will is too weak. The Spirit recalled distinctly to my mind our small group discussion last night--all about the "American Dream" and possessions. The question was asked, "Have you ever felt possessed by your possessions?"
One member brought up the fact that she had attended a wealthy church who had two million dollars saved away for their "rainy day fund." I understand everyone needs a bit of savings for emergencies...but two million dollars? Couldn't that be better used elsewhere for people who need it--people who are in emergencies?
Yet there I was, this pair of jeans in my hand, ready to continue to hoard these jeans along with some other pieces of days-gone-by. God reminded me that these are not my clothes. God gave them to me for a time, but it's time to let them go. And with those jeans in my hands--my beloved skinny jeans--I heard God whisper, "If you don't give these up, you're letting them possess you."
So I tossed them in the garbage bag.
Praise the Lord for transformation.