Lately it has felt like I have been surrounded by mess! I’m talking toys laying around everywhere, mounds of laundry (clean/dirty all mixed together!), piles of dishes, trash over-flowing, boxes awaiting to be un-packed, donation piles to be sorted through….the list goes on and on. And to top it off, I literally checked off most of those things on my to-do list just last week!! And here we are again! With what seems like no end in sight!
To cut myself SOME slack, the recent addition of this blog and my new internship duties has shifted my normal routine quite a bit. So getting into a new groove is something I’m still trying to figure out. But to be honest, for as long as I can remember I have felt “the crazies” over messes. Perfection happens to be one of my favorites. Which is weird considering I have never met her before! She sounds nice??! I am NOT a fan of clutter and at times can barely function without some type of order in place. I’m talking curled up fetal position in a corner somewhere! Ok so not quite that bad, but you get the picture. I like tidy spaces. I have often wished I didn’t mind clutter. It seems like it would make my life a whole lot easier!
Now I’m sure there are tactics I could put in place to better assist this daunting never ending game called housework. And once I find the time to figure all that out I will get right on it! Perhaps that will be another blog post later down the road. But for now and for the sake of my sanity, I feel like God is asking me to change my perspective on these so called “messes”.
God showed me I shouldn’t let those toys all over the place drive me up the wall. They represent the fact that I am blessed with three amazing children that are actively developing their imaginations. Those piles of dishes represent the fact that our family is blessed with food on the table. Those mounds of laundry represent the fact that we have clothes on our back. He showed me that what I consider “mess” is really simply a representation of life being lived. And that they should be considered “beautiful messes” because by the grace of God, life gets to happen!
These particular photos were taken last spring. It was my first style photo shoot ever and I remember feeling intrigued with this wall. I felt the colorful paint markings imperfectly dripping downward portrayed a unique artistic concept of beauty.
Shortly after my blog launched I pulled these photos out and quickly began to find all kinds of messy issues with them. I felt my hair was fuzzy, my clothes looked frumpy, and so on. Based on my perspective on these photos I had made a decision to never use them.
God revealed to me that these photos represent exactly what He has been trying to teach me. Yes, my hair may have been fuzzy and my clothes may not have laid the way I would have preferred, but that is how life rolls sometimes. The art in this wall simply reflects paint markings in an imperfect messy manner, but the picture as a whole represents a mess in an ever so beautiful way.
Who knew the photo shoot I did nearly a year ago would be the tool God would use to teach me a lesson where I needed it today. He is pretty awesome like that!
So I’m not quite sure I’ll ever FULLY surrender to a messy lifestyle. However I am learning to loosen up a bit and let go of the constant strive for picture perfection. I am also learning to accept that life happens and at times is shows itself in beautiful mess form.
Do any of you struggle with the constant need for a mess free environment? How do you deal with it when it’s not? Would love to hear about them and your thoughts in the comments below. Thank you so much for reading. God bless you and yours.
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