I hate when I take stuff out of its box and can never successfully get it back in there perfectly. It’s almost like it didn’t come in that box cuz I just cannot figure out where everything is supposed to go so that it’ll be smooth and compact like it was when I first got it.
Or like, why is it SO difficult to repack a suitcase when a trip ends? It’s all the same stuff, but it never quite fits right like it did before.
That’s how I feel. Now that I’ve taken my emotions out of the box I’ve had them in, now that I’ve unpacked my emotional baggage, I am STRUGGLING to get my feelings back together the way they were before.
Emotions are part of human life. They are meant to be felt, healthily expressed and dealt with.
So maybe I should just accept it. They’re never gonna fit back in the neatly arranged box they were in before and that’s OhCAE.
“Besides, who would patch old clothing with new cloth? For the new patch would shrink and rip away from the old cloth, leaving an even bigger tear than before. “And no one puts new wine into old wineskins. For the old skins would burst from the pressure, spilling the wine and ruining the skins. New wine is stored in new wineskins so that both are preserved.” (Matthew 9:16, 17 NLT)
God is increasing your capacity. He can’t fit the new you in your old house.
I’ve come to realize that my new life can’t fit in my old life’s container and essentially it’s silly for me to try to force it.
Embrace the new.