We have been in Texas for two days now. My son came down the escalator at the airport and shouted, “Daddy!” Yep. That means more to me than any scholarship, doctorate, etc. It was so good to see my wife and son after being apart for two weeks.
And the picture? Well, besides these, we have three more suitcases and three boxes. Simplicity. Feels good. We laughed because we felt overwhelmed that we had so much. Maybe we need to get rid of more.
I will say that in this contemporary trend toward minimalism, “simplicity” itself can become an idol. Are people on a “mission” to get rid of stuff because it gives their life meaning? Does it alleviate existential boredom? Is this just a cause in your otherwise “causeless” existence? As followers of Christ, we don’t simplify as an end. We simplify as a means to another end: the glory of Christ.
Now, some people have stuff but they use it to bless others. That’s good.
The point of it all is that our hearts are seeking the glory of God in all we do.
So here we are in Texas, hanging with family and slowing down. The rat race that began last September when I received an offer to teach a college Philosophy course on the same day it started is over.
No more resume building. No more juggling. At least not for now.
A new season has dawned.