On The Reconciliation of Stuff (Master Bath Edition)

One decade is the length of time I’ve been living with these two items. They greet me every morning in the master bath as I ready myself. Two long time friends of mine right here. That freesia body spray still has a good two weeks of life left in her. The razor could last forever.Exhibit A: the razor. The choice in razor blades today can make a person a little crazy. Is the 3 blade option better or worse than 5 blades? Disposable or reusable? The options are endless and with endless options usually comes excess. We buy a new one out of curiosity. Will it live up to it’s claims? We buy another new one because we can’t remember which refillable blades go with the one we already have at home. We waste gobs of money on removing hair from our bodies. Expensive little master bathroom eh?

That razor blade in the picture is mine and it’s over a decade old. Yes, you read that right. 10 years old and still kickin. I bought it in high school friends and my reunion has come and passed. 10 years with the same refillable razor blade. Now it might look a little gunky to you, and trust me, it is, but it’s also a friend of the environment. Incidentally I did buy a new razor recently. Let me confess: my germaphobe-ness was screaming out that a decade of dead skin needed to retire and I had a coupon making the new winner ridiculously cheap. That was the other problem, I was having a hard time finding the refills possibly because it was so old? A new decade, a new razor.

I believe all too often in our pursuit of beauty, we get lost in the consumerism of it all. Maybe this product will fix my ugly spots? Maybe I will finally have the look. And we consume, in excess, in hopes of attaining beauty. Dear reader, the Creator in heaven has already called you beautiful. Digest that.

Exhibit B: sheer freesia body spray. My husband bought this for me as a gift in our first year of marriage. We’re getting ready to celebrate year 11. This body spray has lasted a decade! Now, of course, there have been other scents throughout the years, giving me my choice in scents. Spoiled, yes. And I don’t mean that cruelly. We have been entrusted with a lot of money and resources in America. We consume 86% of the world’s stuff.

Annual US and European spending on perfume: $12 billion
Clean water for all global citizens: $9 billion
We could solve the water crisis if we put our minds to it collectively. What if we just used the perfume that we already have in our bathroom? How long would it take us to use up? And what if while we were using what we had already consumed, we were giving our money to help fight a global cause. Let’s say we usually spend $70 on a new scent. What if we used that $70 differently? I mean to be blunt, we are trying to decide which new perfume to buy while there is a woman in Africa trying to decide which water hole to drink from. That little master bathroom can hold excess if we just look for it.

This post is part of a series. If you’ve stuck with me through this very long series, I applaud you. We’ve talked about changing the heart before we change our actions. Well, it’s here, finally, a call to action. It’s a call to deny one’s self and give. We have excess, and we can find things to sacrifice in order to give to those in need. So take a stroll through that tiny little room and find the excess.

To catch up on the back story read posts (1), (2), (3), (4) & (Back to School Edition)



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