It's the First of the Beginning

So I'm moving... I've been living in a blessing for the past two years. It's a great story but it's not this story. This condo has at one point had five girls living in it, it was awesome but crazy. I was the first to arrive here and I'm the last to leave. It's a little stressful but it's been nice reflecting. Lizzie left yesterday and I'm doing some major getting rid of things. I don't have any boxes to pack up everything and the most I can do is put everything into piles. I have a throw away pile, a keep pile, and a give away pile. Putting all of my stuff into a pile is kind of stressing me out, just looking at it it looks overwhelming. If I just had the boxes to put them all into. Then I said this statement outloud, "I guess when you first start organizing it appears to look a little messy." Isn't that true about life? When we try to organize our life things pile up. Everything comes at once. It seems overwhelming but it's just the beginning of order. God is a God of order and what comes acrossed to us as messy and disorganized is really just the beginning of something beautiful.