Spiritual Clutter

Our home is getting less cluttered, little by little. I am not a pack rat. I don't even want most of the stuff that I own. I just get busy, and neither John nor I tend to notice the clutter -- we are both happily oblivious until we start looking at the house through the eyes of visitors. It's amazing how that brings everything into perspective.
Well, this Christmas my mom bought me a beautiful garden border for our kitchen/den. It has roses and flowerpots and a little cat sniffing the flowers. Because I wanted it up so badly, we actually tore down our grungy old wallpaper, repainted the walls ivory and added a sage green accent wall. Suddenly, I have an open, airy and pleasant room. What a picture of what the Lord is doing in our lives right now. The process is slow, but He is making me aware of our spiritual clutter. Emotions, intuitions, my own ideas about Him -- all are being challenged by His stark Truth. The Christian life looks simpler yet far more radical than I originally had thought. It keeps coming back to the fact: All I need is Him. And I don't need anything that hinders my ability to see Him clearly. It's just not worth it. It just takes time to sort out the junk from the treasure.