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It's a journal. It's a devotional. It's a record of a Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) survivor. It's documentation of God's activities in real time. There are good days and bad, happy times and sad... I tell it like it is. This is an unscripted walk along the meandering paths of my mind. My life has never been dull... and I've never known boredom. Read on, you'll see...

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Name:Iona Hoeppner
Location:Kissimmee, Florida, United States

I am a happily married mother and grandmother of a large family. I've also had several careers including writer, teacher, trucker, investment and finance advisor, web master and artist. I am an ordained minister (not to the pulpit) and consider my calling to Christ's service my most important role in life.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

Shedding the Clutter

Our storage "shed" is almost finished. All walls are up and really all that's left to do is the siding and the door. They are going to add wide shelves to one wall and we'll decide later about storage options for the other walls. It's nice that it looks like part of the house, not a shed, and I like it that there are two real rooms to it. Lots of wall space.

This new storage area will free up cupboard space in the kitchen since we are going to put a tall pantry in the storage addition for canned goods and hurricane supplies. The closets will lose their well-stuffed look as much clutter will be given away, thrown away or packed away in plastic containers and stored neatly in our "shed." Amazing how the thought of "shedding the clutter" lightens my spirits.

The same could be said of our lives... our thought lives as well as our active lives. We can get so full of clutter that the real treasures get buried. Give pause for a little thought on that before reading further....... Now, along with me, ask the Lord to show you the clutter and help you decide if it needs dumped or simply cleaned up and neatly stored. Hmmmm Most of mine ought to be trashed.

On another note, Richard works all night tonight and tomorrow night. His cold is better but he still sounds bad. If I got on a bus and the driver sounded like that, I'd turn around and get right back off! God has shielded me (the person who catches every bug that comes along) and I am still fine.

Tomorrow we go to the church the carpenter told us about. It meets in a school nearby and we are excited about seeing if God chooses it for our new church home. We've been vagabonds long enough, traveling from church to church. But we will wait on the Lord until we hear His clear leading. There is a reason He has had us at each church we've been to since coming to Florida.

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