If you know me...you know I am not an organized person. Ahem. However, I do enjoy the office aisle at Wal-Mart. In case you haven't noticed, Wal-Mart has finally gotten some vendors who like color. It's a good thing because I love a deep, hot pink on just about any item.
Hot pink clothes, hot pink mag-lites, hot pink bracelets, hot pink pen holders, hot pink bows for The Artist, hot pink staplers, hot pink file holders, hot pink calendar sleeves, hot pink trash cans...
Do I sound like Tom Hanks from the movie Forest Gump yet?
And in my quest to organize my somewhat accessorized
in hot pink office, I stumbled upon a massive box of binder clips.
You know, the triplet kind: small, medium, gigantic.
How have I lived 30 years and not been in touch with these binder clips?
How have I run my own business and not, daily, heard the crisp clasp of clip on paper?
It wasn't a lack of knowledge, as the ladies in my previous office used them all the time. It wasn't until I needed to bind something recently and my stapler ran out, that I even went looking. Technically, I was on the office aisle looking for staples, when I promise I heard the clips whisper, "Pick me. I can clip anything and you'll never regret it as with staples."
From that point on, it wasn't a tough sell. How many times had I written, printed, and stapled only to find I had messed something up and needed to then rip out the staple.
Staples leave holes.
Binder clips leave your paper happy.
Could it be that in our lives, we have reached for the familiar rather than God's best to hold us together. Our hands can find many things in this world to hold on to when we don't feel fulfilled; when we don't have peace. Sometimes, in our poor attempt to repair our own brokenness, we grab for wrong things to hold ourselves up. We hold on to other broken people, titles, familiar places, and poor habits; anything we can find to have a firm place to set our feet.
I see how easily this happens in my own life. It's nice to be comfortable, but comfort is not always where God's best resides. God is the only one that can truly hold us together, work out our problems, and gently bind up our pain. He guides us along right paths for His name sake. And only through Christ, can our lives, our emotions, our broken bodies, be fully held together and redeemed.
Staples leave holes.
Jesus holds us together.