I Am an Addict
I have an addiction to school supplies. Crayons, glue, paper, folders, scissors, markers…even index cards…I have a collection of all colors from neon to pastel. Don’t even get me started on the containers in which to put all my newly acquired materials. Let’s just say I should own stock in The Container Store. In reality, I don’t think it is the actual supplies that keep me coming back for more. Instead I think it is the newness. Fresh unopened crayons. Markers that aren’t dried out. Pencils with virgin erasers. Unsoiled paper. These things remind me of new beginnings. They speak of a fresh start. What person doesn’t want a clean slate every once in a while? Who doesn’t like seasons that change from time to time? Binders with crisp new filler paper are a perfect metaphor for unknown and yet unchosen outcomes. Blank divider tabs give unlimited potential combinations of subjects; just as real life choices order our days. It is a new year with new students…new lessons…and all the hope that comes with them. There is a scripture that says, “His mercies are new every morning” and I believe it to be true…the proof is in the school supplies.