There's nothing like a remodeling project to inspire decluttering and Marie Kondoing all.the.things 😆 And this spot is one of the next on my list.
More and more I realize just how affected I am by my surroundings. My cluttered mind and chaotic heart have trouble resting in busy spaces.
I think I'm not alone in this.
I believe that a part of this resistance to clutter and chaos and disorder may simply come from being made in God's imagine- He is a God of order and we are called to live in an orderly way.
But I fear that, more often than not, my heart yearns too much for this good thing. That my desire for the good of a peaceful, beautiful, and calm environment becomes disordered.
When I become angry and anxious in and among messes, when I snap at my child as I sweep their trail of crumbs, when I grumble against my husband as I pick up his dirty socks which lay THISCLOSE to the hamper, my heart is showing me something more than a love of order.
How often do I seek my sense of well being from my environment? How often do I look for refuge in a tidy room? How often do I find my identity in my ability to maintain a beautiful home?
Again and again, my emotional reactions reveal the ways in which my heart seeks, apart from Christ, what only Christ can truly give.
Peace. Rest. Contentment. Identity. Joy.
A clean home does not last. New appliances get old. Beautiful floors become scratched. Pristine paint jobs eventually chip. There will always be more laundry, more crumbs, more dust.
Even the best homemaking schedule will not bring true joy and rest.
Minimalism cannot offer deep, abiding peace.
The most beautiful, well kept home will not provide refuge for a weary soul.
So clean your home to the glory of God. Use your homemaking schedule well. Organize and declutter and scrub and wash, and wake up and do it all again tomorrow. Work in your home wholeheartedly, to please the Lord, and not your flesh.
And flee to Christ for refuge, for peace, for joy and contentment, for calm, for everything.