Well, it's been awhile since I've come on here, but my heart never left. My life has been wonderfully busy and full. We welcomed our third little one to the world over a year ago already. What a little blessing he is, always smiling and giving everyone hugs.
This past year has been full of learning and adjusting. Seeking to live a more simple life, but simply not sure how to accomplish that goal when I can't seem to get out of the rut of dirty dishes everywhere.
I have always been overwhelmed by clutter. I remember as a homeschooled kid I would have to clean off my desk before my mind would let me focus on my homework. Now with three busy mess-makers in one small house I felt like I was drowning in stuff everywhere I went. My stress level was rising and that only made me lash out at our beautiful kids.
A breath of fresh air came after a conversation with a good friend and 10 minutes of sitting in the sun on our porch step with a bowl of ice cream for the first time this year.
I poured out my heart to God through my pen and my notebook and He graciously answered me by speaking to my heart. "You're focusing on the wrong thing," He said. I realized that in my good intentions to live a simple life so I could spend more intentional time loving my family and serving others I had completely forgotten about the ones I was doing it for. I saw that instead of focusing on that pile of laundry that just wouldn't fold itself or those doll clothes that never stayed in their clothes trunk I needed to shift my focus to Jesus.
Jesus lived an amazing example of a simple life, always putting others first and loving every person He came in contact with, and while I can't realistically follow His example of not even having a place to lay His head (nor do I want to), I can learn to live a more simple life by seeking to become more like Him.
So my goal has shifted a little. I long for a simple, clutter-free home, but my real goal is to know Jesus more, and to pour my love into the family He has given me. And in reality a simple life is not a goal to be accomplished but a journey full of little decisions along the way. I don't want my children to think of me as a crazy mom who only cares about getting things done, but as a real mom who loves Jesus and loves others and hopefully learns the secret to keeping up with laundry along the way.
|Our 3 yr old's solution to finding his jeans :)|