God, in His own perfect timing, has set in my heart the desire to create a home from the house that we've lived in for almost 14 years. You see, I have quite the creative little spirit. I just love to write and plan and dream. But when it comes to nesting and making my home all warm and huggy, well let's just say that the chicken has flown the coop. Heck, who am I kidding, that bird never came to roost in the first place.
I've never been known for my organizational skills, ability to plan much past the next five minutes or good housekeeping skills. It's never been my desire to peruse the home decorating stores or create dream books of my favorite home ideas. Nope, I'd rather just curl up on my non-Febreezed couch with a good book and while away the hours. Our house has over the years became rather bedraggled with the neglect and lack of love given to it. Kind of like the ugly step-child or something. For years I've explained my poor ability or more truthfully lack of desire to do anything about it on my free spirit. We just are who we are I would say. This is home. We live here so it looks lived in. For many years this sat well with me, but in the past few weeks all has not been well with my soul.
As I have begun digging out from under the dirt and debris that has covered my heart and my walk with God I have begun to see rays of sunshine here and there. I'll see a picture or read an article and suddenly my heart will swell up and say "Hey, you could do that to your home." With much thanks to my friend Lindsey who does fabulous things to her home as evidenced by the beautiful pictures she posts, I have started visiting some of the blogs that she follows. I have become entranced, enraptured, enthralled with the beauty I have found. These bloggers are mostly mom and wives, just like me. A whole lot of them don't have tons of money. Many of them shop at Goodwill and yardsales and breathe new life into found treasures with a .99 can of white spray paint and a good eye. I have become inspired to change not only my life, but the life of my home as well.
A journey now stands before me that I would have once turned away from. It will be long and it will be hard. Many old habits will have to be broken and a lot of new ones will have to take their place. At times I will fall and may even be tempted to turn back to my free spirited ways. But I will not take my eyes off the prize. The destination I am headed for is peace. Peace in not only my spirit, but in my home as well. I desire to provide for my precious family the gift of peace. A clean and beautiful place to run to when the world is unkind and ugly. A haven to cling to when chaos chases us unrelentlessly. My heart nearly bursts with the desire to give them peace, a gentle place to love and be loved, a place to just be.
I've never been known for my organizational skills, ability to plan much past the next five minutes or good housekeeping skills. It's never been my desire to peruse the home decorating stores or create dream books of my favorite home ideas. Nope, I'd rather just curl up on my non-Febreezed couch with a good book and while away the hours. Our house has over the years became rather bedraggled with the neglect and lack of love given to it. Kind of like the ugly step-child or something. For years I've explained my poor ability or more truthfully lack of desire to do anything about it on my free spirit. We just are who we are I would say. This is home. We live here so it looks lived in. For many years this sat well with me, but in the past few weeks all has not been well with my soul.
As I have begun digging out from under the dirt and debris that has covered my heart and my walk with God I have begun to see rays of sunshine here and there. I'll see a picture or read an article and suddenly my heart will swell up and say "Hey, you could do that to your home." With much thanks to my friend Lindsey who does fabulous things to her home as evidenced by the beautiful pictures she posts, I have started visiting some of the blogs that she follows. I have become entranced, enraptured, enthralled with the beauty I have found. These bloggers are mostly mom and wives, just like me. A whole lot of them don't have tons of money. Many of them shop at Goodwill and yardsales and breathe new life into found treasures with a .99 can of white spray paint and a good eye. I have become inspired to change not only my life, but the life of my home as well.
A journey now stands before me that I would have once turned away from. It will be long and it will be hard. Many old habits will have to be broken and a lot of new ones will have to take their place. At times I will fall and may even be tempted to turn back to my free spirited ways. But I will not take my eyes off the prize. The destination I am headed for is peace. Peace in not only my spirit, but in my home as well. I desire to provide for my precious family the gift of peace. A clean and beautiful place to run to when the world is unkind and ugly. A haven to cling to when chaos chases us unrelentlessly. My heart nearly bursts with the desire to give them peace, a gentle place to love and be loved, a place to just be.
