How do you overcome the obstacle in life that continue to bombard you and slow you down? This is a question that we put to the wayside as we are going through this thing called life. We get up every day, we pray to the wee hours of the night, we fast and meditate on the word of God and we constantly push for the greater things in life as if our lives depended on it. Or do we?
Though pushing and grinding for more makes you feel accomplished, are you pushing away those things that just may be the key elements for less exertion and holding on to the things that make you even more exhausted? Staying busy isn’t the key to success, sometimes the pause is needed in order for motion and action to collide and bring the greatest results.
The push in life can actually be the obstacle that keeps getting in your way to your own success. If you can imagine this, picture a person (male or female), pushing a cart that is filled with boxes, trash, old fence posts, books, clothes, dishes, toys and maybe a person stuffed in this shopping cart or even a small sized trailer. They have the momentum of the push and they continue to keep going further and further, and through time the wheels have either caught a rock in them, or the tires have gotten a thorn and are slowly losing air. But this person continues to keep pushing and all that is inside of them is beginning to slow down, their body is weary, their mind is defeated, and their soul just can’t take anymore. The spirit of this man or woman is depleted, but they’ve been taught in life to just keep pushing, and never give up.
Someone has come along to help them and notice that the cart is full of all the contents above. And everything that is inside this cart can really be thrown away, but the one that has pushed for so long continues to want to hold on to these things. The boxes are the memories that have been locked away, that they never want to really expose, but still want to take a peek at them every now and then. The trash, well, is the trash that they haven’t quite thrown away yet, and it's to the point where it all stinks now. Maggots have formed and have corrupted the area, but this person has become so accustomed to the smell, that it has become familiar to them.
Now you may be asking yourself, “Why in the world would anyone keep old fence posts?” The fence posts represent the landmarks that were deeply rooted in their life that held together the places that kept them protected. These posts held the pieces of fencing together that were the good memories of family, security and the love that once were a part of the surroundings that kept them protected, and now all they have left are the memories of those landmarks.
The books, well, those are the words that were never written down to help someone else through their journey. Because of the state of mind this person is, they feel they have no worth to help someone else in their journey, because of the bad things that they are still holding onto that maybe they have done as well.
The clothes, well, we all need clothes, right? We have to stay covered and warm in this journey of life. The only thing about these clothes is that they are worn, torn, dirty and are about ready to be thrown out. But through the push, they felt as if they didn’t deserve the covering that they once had. They didn’t feel that with this trashy, beat up life, new clothes wouldn’t change a thing. So, they continue to wear these clothes and carry them around.
The dishes, well, we all have to eat, right? But these particular dishes are not just ordinary dishes, these are the ones that were displayed on the special days, when special people would come to visit. These were those special times that are locked in the boxes.
The toys, oh man, the toys…... this person was once a child that was playing in the mud, creating forts, spending time with friends and family within the fences that kept them secure. The special moments inside the warm cozy house, were spent under that table listening quietly to the older one’s conversations about their child’s future. The memories that came forth from that place were always in the back of their mind, and they never had to worry because this place was the safe place.
Then something began to happen…. Then all of a sudden, day after day, month after month and year after year…. the conversations began to dwindle and sprang forth tension and arguments. What was once the place of safety, slowly emerged into the place of utter darkness. Although the Sunday “after church rituals” took place, there was always that underlying wondering of when the plates would crash underneath the earth of the family and cause the greatest earthquake to take place.
This utter darkness wasn’t just something that appeared, first it was like a foggy morning that you didn’t anticipate the night before. You were able to walk through it and see just a little further ahead, but if your eyes weren’t careful, you would not be able to see the objects that were the stumbling blocks in your walk.
Some that are reading this can relate to this person. Some may not. I am here to tell you today; I am that person. I think the first thing that comes to mind when I asked the question about the “Cart” and it being pushed, the picture of a homeless person. It's because of the perception of what the cart is and associated with a person that has filled a cart with all his/her possessions. Whether you have been homeless or not, you have carried around this cart. Whether you were raised in a “perfect” home, you own a cart. Whether you were the street kid, or the ballet dancer, you carry this cart. Whether you were a church goer as a child or rebellious as heck, you carry this cart. Whether you own a business and have it all together, you carry this cart.
You may not have all the contents above, but you my friend carry a cart. But there is one distinctive item that is in this cart that I haven’t mentioned, that is the person. This is the item we all have in common, and we share its position. We are either carrying ourselves or carrying another person in life that we either miss or are bound to. You see, the obstacles in life are more illuminated when we can actually name where they are coming from. To say that we are bound is not an easy statement and isn’t the easiest thing to funnel down to the root. But if we can all be totally honest with ourselves; we can take a few minutes of our lives and remember back and begin to paint the pictures of the people, places and things that have a name that we have placed in our cart. These things have weighed you down, and you’ve learned how to survive, you’ve learned how to manage through life and raise your kids. But how different are you than that little boy above that once had all the safety in life, only to begin to see the seams of the material of what was once family, began to unravel and come undone. The fog begins to set in, and the things that you have carried around begin to be more evident to those around you, until utter darkness sets in.
Is this taking place now, or has it already taken place. Do you see those around you that are in your care beginning to isolate and hush up just a little more? Is their voice being stifled and once again beginning to fill their own cart? Are looking into your cart and seeing the hurts exposed and the boxed memories still taped up? Where are you? And the last question to ask yourself is this, “Who am I?”
Are you the obstacle that needs to be removed? Either way, there is a heart matter that needs to take place. I too have worked through my cart of life and discovered that through Christ, pray and application, I too was Set Free! You can be Set Free as well. The first step is to surrender your heart to Christ and allow Him to really become the person that He has called you to be, but there has to be the foundation of redemption in your life. If you haven’t given your heart to Christ, you can do so now. Say a prayer something like this, “Lord Jesus, I have come to realize today, I need a savior that I can give all my sin and burden to. I give you my life, my heart, my past, present and future. I ask that you take over my life and continue to walk with me from this day forward. I confess you as Lord and savior over my life, in Jesus name, Amen.”
That’s all there is to it my friend. I pray that this has helped you today. I know I went a little long, but this was really one of those deep-thinking articles that I just couldn’t stop writing.
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