The "Kooda man" and life

Every morning somewhere after 11am the Kooda man arrives. For those who don’t know what I am talking about – kooda man is the colloquial term for the garbage disposal man. He rings our doorbell and collects the bag or bags of garbage we may have. Now our garbage can range between left over food, fruit skins and seeds, random weird dirt from the house and quite regularly a couple of rather nasty smelly nappies (diapers). They usually sit in the bin through the night waiting to be collected the next morning when the “kooda man” comes. There have been days however when either he did not come or we went out and forgot to leave the garbage out for him to collect. I will confess that it is more often the latter and very few times the former that occurs. On unfortunate days like this, there’s a subtle stench that begins to waft from that corner of the kitchen and we are reminded of how important a task it is to meet the kooda man and give him that bag of assorted smells and substances every day.

I know you agree with me thus far. As usual I think too much about the mundane of life and once again I did so as the “kooda man” walked away. I thought of how important it is in our spiritual lives as well to get that bag of garbage out every day. Yet somehow sometimes we hang on to it and don't get rid of it under the pretext of “dealing with it”. We don’t deal with garbage, we throw it out. God calls us to do that when He repeats the words “Get rid of…” time and again in scripture. He “rings the bell” faithfully every morning and waits for us to hand him that bag so it can be disposed off so that He can leave our lives free from any stench of yesterday’s thrash – the guilt, the failings, fallings and everything else.