Right now there are three CDs crammed in the one-slot-CD-player in our van.
Because to our youngest, it looked like there was a space there that needed filling.
And today we went to the dentist.
And I’m just going to admit it–
I have a cavity.
Side note–my husband has never-ever-ever-ever-EVER-ever had a cavity.
And we hear about it all the time…
But it’s the first one I’ve had in a LONG time.
And our dentist explained that even though it’s not big, he’ll have to drill out the area and then fill the space with some sort of composite to keep the area safe.
Because otherwise that hole would over time fill itself with decay.
And then I’ll have to walk around in pure numbness for a bit,
trying not to chew up the inside of my own mouth.
But it will fill itself,
If we don’t fill it.
Last year, I quit using Facebook for a while = space.
But I filled that time slot with writing = filled space.
I stopped waking up early to exercise = space.
But I filled that hole with sleep = filled space.
Sometimes the exchange is for the better-best.
Sometimes it’s neutral.
Sometimes it’s intentional.
Sometimes it’s accidental.
Sometimes it’s worse.
If a space is created it inevitably is filled by something else.
I was talking with a good friend this week about her exercise-changing-eating-journey towards better health. She commented that in order to get rid of the foods that weren’t good for her body, she had to replace them with something better.
I want to drive out discontentment and complaining.
I must fill that space with giving thanks and gratitude.
I want to dig out worry and fear.
I must fill that space with trust and Truth.
I want to scrape out anger and impatience.
I must fill that space with kindness and love.
And then I read this last night:
It’s the putting off of Colossians 3–
anger, wrath, malice, slander, obscene talk, lies, the old self with its practices…
And it’s the filling that space with–
compassion, kindness, humility, meekness, patience, love, forgiveness…
And the– how?
And the very practical–how?