Vulnerable Furniture

We had Spring Cleaning yesterday. I know, we’re heading into winter, but we need to weed stuff out of the house in the last vestiges of good weather. One of the things carted off was an old cabinet thing of my Grandpa’s. It was ugly, beat up, and only marginally functional; but it was Grandpa’s.

All day Janey and I toiled over boxes of stuff (actually, junk), old pictures in broken frames and a bazillion Lego pieces. But looming off in the fringes of darkness was…the cabinet!

“Soooooo is this going to go to the Goodwill,” asked Janey.

“Uh…I gotta go finish off this other box.”

Beyond just the cabinet is that for some reason I’ve been feeling a bit odd, a bit, well, vulnerable. I don’t really know why. I’m happy with work. Janey and I are doing great. But I think it’s that we’re on the verge of making a big decision, one that will ripple significantly through our lives for the foreseeable future. It brings with it long-term commitment and dreams; dreams of a second career and more advancement of God’s Kingdom on earth.

The decision entails risk but so many good things never happen because the risk is feared and therefore avoided. Right now, depending on how things go, we’re planning on going for it, risk and all. We both firmly believe God is leading us into this direction. Still, butterflies are flittering around in the old stomach region and they always bring with them a fluttering sense of vulnerability.

 

And The Point…

But what’s this have to do with the beat up, old cabinet? Well, perhaps because the cabinet symbolizes in some weird psychological way a safer time in my life. A time when others made the big decisions and I just came along for the ride. If things worked out, great; if they didn’t, it wasn’t my fault and I didn’t have to fix it.

Oddly, though, the Apostle Paul never instructs us to hold onto the past. Instead, he said reach for the future and forget the past.

Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead. I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

—Philippians 3:13-14

Janey even said something like that, but it was after I decided she could take it to Goodwill.

Horizon.jpg

Ever looming horizon. 

When she got home she said she was proud of me for letting go of the past to make more room for our future. And it’s interesting, while Paul says that there’s one thing that he does; that one thing actually has two components to it: he forgets the past while reaching forward. So I guess in a way, the old cabinet also symbolizes letting go of a material thing to instead reach forward to the goal God has set in front of us. Hopefully someone who loves to refinish old beat up stuff will pick it up. But meanwhile, Janey and I will continue pressing forward toward a new goal, a new horizon, a new journey.

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2 thoughts on “Vulnerable Furniture

  1. Well, Kathy was right. She said I should relate to this one. Every sermon or word you have ever shared has blessed me, but we have both been changed (broken in a good way probably) by seeing tools, toys, and furniture go, so, yes, there was a big Amen here. We sit in a crowded 2 bedroom little house taking care of Mom (the whole reason for leaving OR) and feel amazed and blessed. We often can’t find what we need. Our last load with our car, the old ’89 pickup pulling a trailer far- overloaded was not logical or pretty. (Had a blowout on a tire in Utah desert and a chance to really pray hard when the spare was too low and nobody stopped.)
    But we see God on the throne. Our security comes from better sources with each new loss of material possession.
    Kathy might have found a foreclosure that fits our budget and is very close to Mom. We humbly wonder if this is really the house God picked for us as we wait to see if our bid was enough for the bank. We do not wait just for answers for the country and ourselves in an uncertain world. We wait to hear what God has for Craig, Janey, and Caleb. Your gift for concise and touching truth will always be a source of strength. Love and Prayers from Colorado

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