Many years ago, my family moved from Dallas to Houston. We boxed up our belongings, but when we ran out of boxes (and patience!) we started putting things in trash bags. We loaded our minivan and set off on a new adventure. But when we unpacked, , we were shocked to find that one of the bags we had transported across Texas was a bag of garbage. We had brought trash to our new house!
This is so true of life. Every now and then, I stop to think about what I am carrying with me throughout my day. I try to carry God's promises daily, to box up the best memories and take them with me. But sometimes I carry other things too: hurts, mistakes, unforgiveness, guilt, and even shame.
Every day I move through life, I am transporting something. Sometimes it is treasure and sometimes it is trash. However, things don't end with the moving process. Moving is just a temporary state. I cannot always choose what happens to me, but I can choose what I pack up to keep. I can help what I carry with me.
When we arrived in Houston and discovered we had brought trash with us, we did not unpack it and put it in our home. We chose to throw it out. Likewise, when God calls us to move into new things, He doesn't want us to bring the trash of the past with us. We have the power to decide what we allow into our new home. We can choose to fill our spiritual lives with treasure and leave the trash behind.