As you know, every now and then as I get time I am going through Dad’s archives, and realising more and more what a hoarder he was – he has not only kept all his own theological college lecture notes (he was ordained in the 40s) – he’s also kept his father’s too – who was ordained in 1916!!! 88|
Which leaves me with about a century’s worth of paper to wade through, and I have to make decisions, because when we retire we are seriously downsizing, and can’t possibly take boxes and boxes of papers with us …
What to do? I wasn’t sure. All this paper could be recycled … but some of it was personal, and a lot of it was spiritual, and somehow recycling, although it would be very symbolic! – didn’t seem right
So I hit upon the idea of having a bonfire in the garden, and burning the bin bags full of paper (not the bags, just the paper :crazy: ). It felt more appropriate, somehow. A sort of ‘sacrifice’ of their ministries, and of the people they were, and the people they have made me. And do it with prayer, and thankfulness in my heart.
But if you are the sentimental sort, – and I am not usually, but Dad’s and Grandpa’s stuff packs a spiritual punch – it’s hard to let it go … so here’s a tip. Do the bonfire as the sun is going down.
It will soon be too dark to read the writing on the papers. That way, you can’t think ‘oh wow, I can’t possibly burn this, it’s really interesting …’ 😉 :yes: