I looked around my office. What a mess! Somehow things had gotten out of hand. Papers everywhere stacked high to the ceiling (well it seemed that way). And dinner? Nothing planned. I was juggling too much and one day I woke up and realized I was
OUT. OF. ORDER.
We all know God is a planner—a God of order. His creation proclaims this glorious fact. The simplest flower is complex with detail, aligned to perfection. And I believe He designed His children to be orderly in this same way. However, some of His children seem to naturally have more of this ability than others.
I am one of the others.
I’ll rework my pantry 10 times before I see the best place for everything to go. And the next day it’s in disarray again. People say I look orderly because my house may be neat when I know someone’s coming but please have mercy and don’t open a closet!
I’m a slow writer for the same reason. I may have the creative thoughts in my head but they are a bit jumbled and putting them on paper is like working a tedious puzzle. I’ll spend hours moving pieces around and around until they fit. The the end result is always oh so gratifying but my surroundings are left in chaos from lack of attention.
Because I have become somewhat disarranged, disheveled, out-of-order this year and my own efforts to correct this have left me frustrated and anxious at times, I put it on God, daily asking Him to help me find my way back to symmetry.
I have found when I have a problem and bring it to my Heavenly Father, when the time is right, He leads me down the path of resolution. And I don’t know why it should surprise me that His answers are often wrapped in a presentation of the most peculiar circumstances.
Recently has been such a time. We’ve been blessed with having family coming to stay with us for an undetermined interval.
My husband and I have been empty nesters for the better part of 7 years so some would think this an imposition—a kink in our lifestyle. But it’s actually been a divine sanction— my good fortune, for several reasons not the least of which was the answer to my prayer.
We were more than happy to open our home but I also knew with 4 adults in the house, for sanity’s sake I would have to lay out guidelines for myself (get organized).
I have to smile when I think how God’s counterintuitive ways can bring order from what might normally produce anarchy.
God knew what it would take to set my priorities straight.
It’s fitting this breathing space would come in this season of thanks because it’s given me all the more reason to be thankful.
Thankful for family dinners I had all but forgotten how much I missed. Low key, non-hectic, enlivened with the sweetest conversations about the day.
Thankful for finally getting the clothes ironed and cleared out of the laundry room on a weekly basis making it available for other family members to use.
Thankful the mail is getting sorted and filed instead of stacking up for weeks on end.
Thankful for dishes that find their way out of the sink and into the dishwasher. For cleared counter tops. For sleepy adults groping about for their morning coffee.
And thankful for friends like you who have affirmed me in what I do with your email subscriptions and gracious comments. You mean more to me than you know. Thank you for continuing to read my posts, as they will continue to come but perhaps a little more sporadic in this season. For this I ask for your grace. This hour with family will be over too soon and I want to savor every precious moment.
Oh, and today you can probably look in my closets and not be in shock, but just not my drawers. More work to do.
“But everything should be done in a fitting and orderly way.” I Corinthians 14:40 NIV
Looking forward, pressing on and seeking God in every bump and twist in the road.