stuffed up

I started packing for college last night. Here's what I discovered: 45% of my property is things I'm saving from the past--books, clothing, papers, old gadgets. I don't use them anymore, or I need them only often enough to forget where I put them. Then 45% are things that I may use in the future. Most of the books I'm bringing to college, for instance, I probably won't read, but find security in the idea that I'll have them with me. The remaining 10% of my stuff is actually useful in the present. Or less. Crazy? Even more, that small sliver of earthly baggage flows constantly to either the closet or the moving box. Always we must have something new, and we must save the old. Sowing and reaping and storing away in barns.
"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?" Matt. 6:28-30