We used to have one of these in our garage. I found it at a yard sale a several years ago and used it as a theater prop. Little did I realize I’d have such a hard time disposing of it. What do you do with a road barricade? We’ve tried to have it recycled – put it out with the trash – sell it in a garage sale – even the junk scrappers don’t want it. I’ve thought about setting it up alongside another group of road blocks, but that might lead to an investigation on how it got there.
A finger print and DNA analysis would point directly to me. I’d wind up in prison for the rest of my life along with my husband who served as my accomplice in the crime. Not to mention the fact that I have pillows and mattresses in my house that have tags removed that say, “do not remove under penalty of law.” I’m doomed!
I think about our friend Julie who is in the process of packing up her household to move to another. We went through the same thing four years ago. It isn’t easy to go through years of accumulation and sort through what you’re going to keep, recycle or throw away. It’s really a daunting task, but like taking stock of our lives, we often have to do some housekeeping along the way.
As we dug through all the things that encumbered our lives, it became more and more apparent what pack rats we are. We find stuff, hang on to it thinking it will be useful in the future and wind up throwing it away in the end.
There are probably lessons in this process, but when you’re in the middle of it, it’s quite overwhelming. A lifetime of junk really creates a huge pile of unnecessary baggage. We are so fortunate to have a Savior who will rescue us from all the clutter and weight of living.
Eventually we did get rid of the road barricade. I’ve forgotten what we did with it. Maybe we left it for the new owners. However, if we’re ever discovered and go to prison for possessing stolen property and tearing the tags off of prohibitive objects, we won’t have to worry about our stuff. I’ll have everything I need right there within the confines of jail. My husband can teach art classes, I can start a theater troupe, all our health and dental care will be covered, we’ll have three meals a day, maybe we can get an education. We could be like another team of Paul & Silas bringing the great news of the Gospel to others. Maybe Julie will come and visit us.
Sounds like a plan!