Stuff

Every Spring I start stirring in my stuff. There is closet stuff, drawer stuff, attic stuff, and basement stuff. I separate the good stuff from the bad stuff, then I stuff the bad stuff anywhere the stuff is not too crowded until I decide if I will need the bad stuff.

When the Lord calls me home, my children will want the good stuff, but the bad stuff, stuffed wherever there is room among all the other stuff, will be stuffed in bags and taken to the dump where all the other people's stuff has been taken.

Whenever we have company, they always bring bags and bags of stuff. When I visit someone, they always move stuff so I will have room for my stuff. Sometimes they clear a drawer of their stuff so I will have room for my stuff and their stuff. It would be so much easier to use their stuff and leave my stuff at home with the rest of my stuff.

I had an extra closet built so I would have a place for all the stuff too good to throw away but too bad to keep with my good stuff. You may not have this problem, but I seem to spend a lot of time with stuff . . . food stuff, cleaning stuff, medicine stuff, clothes stuff, outside stuff, electronic stuff. Whatever would it be like if we didn't have all this stuff?

Now there is all that stuff we use to make us smell better than we do. There is the stuff to make us look healthier, stuff to hold us in, and stuff to fill us out. There is stuff to read, stuff to play with, stuff to entertain us, and stuff to eat. We stuff ourselves with the food stuff.

Well, our lives are filled with stuff; good stuff, bad stuff, little stuff, big stuff, useful stuff, junky stuff, and everyone's stuff. Now when we leave all our stuff and go to heaven, whatever happens to our stuff won't matter. We will still have the good stuff God has prepared for us in heaven.

"Stuff" was found in my mother's (Thelma K. Eshleman) stuff just after she was promoted to heaven in August 1997.

C:\MYFILES\stufstuf.wpd Just.M.E. March 22, 1998