Yesterday I wrote about how content and at ease I am in this current stage of my life, and how I’m trying to take advantage of the time to check off a bunch of projects on my to do list.
On paper this could be misconstrued as discontent or even restlessness, so I’d like to take a beat and suss this decision out.
So, right off the bat let me say that I am well aware of the stormy seasons of life.
I am under no illusion that my world will always be this peaceful. So, as happy as I am, part of me wants to take advantage of this time to prepare for the phases in life that I know will be much harder.
For instance, I try to periodically make extra dinners to freeze so that the next time I need my appendix taken out, (cause I’ve heard they grow back, right?) I’ll be prepared.
That’s not discontent, that’s just good girl-scout behavior.
It’s also a Biblical lesson:
“God has shown to Pharaoh what he is about to do. 29 There will come seven years of great plenty throughout all the land of Egypt, 30 but after them there will arise seven years of famine, and all the plenty will be forgotten in the land of Egypt. The famine will consume the land, 31 and the plenty will be unknown in the land by reason of the famine that will follow, for it will be very severe.” -Genesis 41: 28-31
There are going to be years of famine, that’s just a fact of life, and I want to do my best to prepare my family for them.
Now, I understand that “decorating” may sound like a silly thing to “prepare” but I truly believe that having a safe, clean, relaxing space to come home to is a gift. And it’s something I want to, and am currently able to give to my family.
I saw a photo the other day of a child playing in the home of a hoarder:
(You can read the article about this photograph here)
Can you imagine the stress that living in that level of chaos would cause a child?
I chose to be a stay-at-home mom. That means that my home is my job, and I want to perform my job well.
For me, that means making my home as easy and efficient as possible — in order to avoid as much excess stress as possible.
I hate rummaging around cupboards mumbling, “I know I just bought batteries, they have to be here somewhere.”
Or opening the linen-closet only to have a stack of freshly laundered and folded towels come crashing down on my head.
That’s unnecessary stress.
Thus, this decision.
I’m wandering around my home, which I am extremely grateful for, trying to pinpoint where the stress triggers are and what I can do to remedy them:
Can I find a better spot to store the extra batteries?
Do I need this many towels?
(An easy stress-example is the entryway, trying to get shoes on, coats on, find the keys, get out the door, “HURRY, HURRY, HURRY!!! WHY AREN’T YOU READY YET??!!” sound familiar?)
Right now is the best time for me to accomplish this goal.
While I’m happy, while I’m my most relaxed self.
Before the next bought of sickness, or tragedy, or drama.
I want my home to be organized, efficient, safe. I want my family confident in the security and comfort of this house. I want to be free to focus on what’s most important, yes now–but especially during those hard times. I don’t want to be distracted by clutter and chaos during the days when my family will need my full attention the most.
That is why I’m taking this time to prepare.
It’s not about being restless.
It’s about wanting to take my years of feast to prepare for the eventual famine. My unpaid version of “saving up for a rainy day”.
It is me, simply trying to be good at my job.