"What?", you may be asking. "Why would you leave your stuff outside over night?" And you know what? I'm not worried about anyone taking it.
I'm speaking specifically about that big green rolling container, that when something goes in it...no one wants to dig it back out. I'm sure we've all be there at some point. Elbow deep in coffee grounds searching for that bill, or letter that should have been filed or the check we accidentally threw away.
For the sake of keeping this short, it's late, I'm tired, and I just made the midnight run to the end of the driveway in my pjs with the rolling trash can in tow, I know that I n about nine hours that can will be empty ready to start a new week.
I'll stop here. Either let you insert the potential spiritual metaphors (you don't see any?) or let you dismiss this post placing it in the same category as what's currently sitting out at the end of my driveway. I'm sure I'll revisit this some day.
Did you remember to roll out the trash can?
Christ Follower, Husband, Father, Student Pastor, and Lover of all things Garlic and Bacon.