Nesting

I have entered the phase of "nesting". I have an overwhelming desire to completely rid my house of about 64% of all items. I have been researching capsule wardrobes and am ready to cut my laundry time down 75%. How did we get so much stuff? I feel like I'm drowning in stuff... mostly laundry. Have I mentioned my laundry? If I say laundry three times, will the 7 piles of clean laundry suddenly become folded and land in drawers? {I believe I saw the movie Bedknobs and Broomsticks too many time as a child.}

I am blowing up a Pinterest board with recipes from the region where our summer orphans currently live. I wish I could be as excited about cooking their region's food as I am about them coming! Who am I kidding? I just don't like to cook. Period.  

I am cleaning out areas that haven't even been opened in years. My cat was shocked to even know these cupboard doors could open. Would you like to know what we keep behind those sacred doors? Pet fish paraphernalia from at least 4 years ago. An ice cream maker, used once in 12 years. An ice bucket that came from who-knows-where. A fondue set that we received as a wedding gift 12 years ago. {guess how many times it's been used? I'll give you a hint. It rhymes with hero.} Can you see the dust and paw prints? Eek.

Along with all this nesting, I'm consumed with the overwhelming guilt of having too much.  I rang in the 2015 new year with that guilt, after realizing the orphanages I went to in Guatemala a few months ago were smaller than my house yet housed about 35 orphans. Since January, I have removed a huge amount of stuff from my house, praying about what God wants us to fill it with instead. Of course, if it was up to me, it would be about 7 orphans. It's not. It's up to God. My planning seems to stink. His planning is extraordinary. I'll take His, any day. While I'm waiting on His direction, I'll keep nesting.

Anyone want a fondue set? 

Whatever you do, work at it wholeheartedly as though you were doing it for the Lord and not merely for people.  Colossians 3:23