Moving is a hassle with a capital H. I hate the packing and cleaning on one end, only to clean and unpack on the other. Very few ministers (or people of any vocation) stay in one place their entire career, though, so moving is pretty much inevitable. Why not try to put lipstick on that pig, then?
Nostalgia. When was the last time you went through your old yearbooks and mementos, as packing prompts you to do? Maybe it was when you were preparing to move to your current location.
Purging. Stuff tends to accumulate faster than we can give it away. Moving forces some tough but liberating choices.
Moolah. All that unwanted stuff? Yard sale or Craigslist it. Or give it to a charitable organization to give away or sell.
Appreciation. Paring down what we have tends to help us remember what we really need and how lucky we are.
Mental and emotional transition time. Has the impending reality of your next phase not yet sunk in? Pack a few boxes and then see where you stand.
Potential. Nothing says “clean slate” like a completely empty house or apartment, just waiting for your homey touch.
May your moves be few, and may they be to places full of possibility.