Thursday, June 21, 2007
Do you ever do things and think, "I wish I'd done that sooner!"?
That's how I felt after I painted our hoosier cabinet white. Before, it looked ok in green, but now it sits as a much-loved member of the kitchen. As though it truly belongs.
There are hundreds of details to making a home and this is my season for paying attention to them all. There's a certain feeling you get after you've replaced the old ratty bath towels you've had since your now-adult daughter was in high school... and the bed pillows you've had since then, too, as well as the pillowcases, bedspreads and sheets. Strange how you live with all this stuff and only, usually, think to replace it when it develops stains, rust, or shredded, gaping holes. Or how a piece of furniture arrives in one color and it never occurs to you to paint it or even place it in an opposite corner or a whole different room.
Oh, and about the contentment thing.... sheesh! God, still, continues to be overly strict with me. If I murmur just a couple simple complaining, poor ol' me sentences about how long it's taking for us to move and how exhausted I am of living amongst these packed-like-sardines-in-cans houses, well, poof! I feel myself spiral down into discontentment. Also happens if I dwell on complaints inside my head for more than, say, a mere two minutes.
So I ask God to give me a break but does He? Nah. But then I see this: as long as I meditate upon the good things--not even big, holy, spiritual stuff--but just the everyday blessings and projects and the dailiness of my life, well, I'm fine. Content. Able to imagine creative thoughts in a single bound.
... and it comes to me--again--to be thankful that God knows what He's doing and if I'd just cooperate with Him, Life, even the daily stuff, would be much more amazing that I allow it to be. Even here. Even now.
My funky yard sale find of the morning! Most are in rough (chipped, yellowed) shape which makes them perfect for adding to my collection (the bowls, though, look seldom-used). Some will go upstairs in my turquoise Dream Room, as well as on the high open shelves of my kitchen and perhaps a couple I'll keep on the oval table upon our front porch.
"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable--if anything is excellent or praiseworthy--think about such things..." Philippians 4:8