A place for everything and everything in its place. This phrase comes to mind this morning.  It’s so very true.  But once you’ve lived somewhere for 20 plus years you start to burst at the seams with everything.  I’ve found that I have more things than places.  It might be time to start downsizing, at least on the stuff.  One thing is for sure there is always room for what I hold dearest.  I just find that my dearest possessions are dearer and less possessing. Oh beloved, God speaks to our hearts this morning.  There is a place for you …