inventory

it's a little embarrassing, but i have amassed a "small" amount of little gifts, ideas on post-its, and trinkets that i was saving to give to a special someone.

but it wasn't meant to be.

now i have a bunch of stuff just lying around, dotted around my room in places only i know of and its existence is futile.

which leads me to a thought:

how many things in my life is just an exercise in futility? what vanities and idols have i amassed in my heart and lifestyle that will end up being worthless?

i need to do an inventory on my heart and my life.

Lord, mold me.