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Unstuffing: Where the rubber meets the road

So you remember, or maybe you don't that I reviewed Unstuff a little while ago.  I convinced a couple other people to read it too, and then I convinced them to come over and talk about it.  Too my surprise, neither of these things were difficult.  I guess people actually like to hang out with one another and talk. 
I personally had to unstuff some things in order to be able to meet with them.  And here's the best part, it was worth it.  I was attending a bible study about an hour away which was not as fruitful as I desired.  I used to have a house that was so stuffed with junk that it was not a place for people to come and be.  You had to step over things, wonder about smells and were always a little suspect of the bathroom.  I'm glad that part of my life is less stuffy.  Because it means that it's less stressful for me to have people over.  I don't have to spend an entire week putting all my stuff away so that someone will have a place to sit down that isn't on top of something or having to maneuver through things. 
But I also learned that not every thing has to be perfect in order to have people over.  I don't have to worry about judgement from others, because God is sufficient.  And because God is sufficient, I can handle any judgment that does come down the pipe. 
I've been listening to Brandon Heath's song Your Love a lot today.  And I think it's because it finally struck me, that God's love is enough.  Here's the video so you can hear it for yourself...



Sorry if this post was a little discombobulated, my quiet time was busted today by the cable guys whose company I swore revenge on when they started drilling in my front yard at 8AM during my vacation.

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