out of moth balls

You are telling my life, our lives, in enough detail to make it impossible to say You don't know much about what is called the human condition, dear God. I don't know why it feels so good to have it acknowledged, but it does. And then, inevitably, I want to be told what to do with all that old stuff. The answer, knowing You, isn't surprising: Take off past learning. And my "Yes, but how..." is stopped short by Your next sentence: This means to put first things first.

Putting first things first seems to be the entire instruction. Get your heart out of those moth balls, leave everything else to itself. Strange I still secretly want formulas for dealing with useless old stuff. Strange it still feels safer and somehow more virtuous to try tidying up a very familiar mess than doing something much simpler but unfamiliar. Afraid? Ashamed? Of what? And does it matter? Even when I'm afraid of God, as HL #832 suggests, does it matter? No, just take out your heart. You know how to. Desire it.

It is good to hear this today. Smart timing.

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