I've been thinking a lot about simplicity, of scaling down my possessions and hence the complexity of my life.
Since our possessions can (falsely) make us feel secure, choosing to live simply can be an exercise in trusting God with abandon.
My thought is that living with as little as possible will tame the current state of my atomic structure, which feels as though each molecule is frantically and frenetically jumping about. I long for peace in my busy life, and inviting serenity to reign in my home feels like the first step.
I think of Franciscan monks with their simple brown robes, and realize that their simplicity of life is not just for their good; it allows those around them to more clearly see God without "stuff" getting in the way.
Off I go on my journey to collect & give away the odd pieces of my life that hold me back...