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I was sorting through my clothes the other day.

Determined to minimize the volume.

It’s tough.

The rule of thumb is – if you haven’t worn it for a season, out it goes.


  • There’s the fifteen-year old red blazer I only wear at Christmas time.

  • The black wool jacket (twenty-five years and counting) for the time I need a black wool blazer. In Florida. Sigh…

  • The (age undetermined as it’s so long ago) black T-shirts with The Big Five animal footprints in gold. Bought in South Africa.

  • T-shirts with logos from somewhere I worked. (So many memories there.)

Then there’s the rule that when you put something new in your closet, something old should get chucked out.

Double ouch.

But then something happens that forces you to clear out that closet.

This time, for me, it was the realization that I’ll be living out of a suitcase for a month.

The age-old conundrum for women!

  • What to pack.

  • What to leave.

  • And what, of the “left behind” pile, to donate.

More likely than not I need to keep very little more than what I’m packing to travel for a month.

And shoes! I love shoes! I adore shoes!

In my corporate days I had shoes to match every outfit. All colors of the rainbow. With three-inch heels. Open toes and ankle straps.

Nowadays I live in good sneakers. Croc sandals (the dainty ones). Ballet flats for when I need to dress up some.

All these thoughts were going through my mind as I left my closet and headed for my Morning Happy Chair and quiet time.

It centered on John 20:30.

“And truly Jesus did many other signs in the presence of his disciples which are not written in this book.”

John was the Curator of all Jesus had done.

I tried to place myself in John’s shoes.

Just imagine.

You saw all the wondrous things Jesus did.

  • Now you must pick and choose.

  • What to keep and what to discard.

  • Knowing that what you keep will resound through the ages.

  • You must decide which events would be more likely to have people believe in Jesus.

Poor old John.

Lucky us.

And I think sorting my closet is hard.

Cyber Hugs and Blessings All.



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