I had plans for today – namely being working on my bathroom – but my body’s telling me that today needs to be one of rest.
I don’t like that. Like I said, I had plans.
I’ve written before about the patience of love, indeed it is the first quality of love that Paul talks about in his beautiful description of real love. When I came home from church this morning, after listening to a sermon on living real love, I was immediately frustrated that my house wasn’t as tidy as I wanted it to be, and later that my beautifully tidy dining room was hosting a few items that didn’t belong there. My first impulse was to get my son to come and put away the things he had left out, but then those words whispered in my thoughts –
Love is patient.
We need patience when we love not just with people, but with everything in our lives – our homes, our jobs, our selves, our callings. I had that realisation today, that there is purpose in the not-doing, in the letting-go, in taking a breath and just sitting.
My house wasn’t built in a day, and it’s taken a lot longer than that to make it our home. We’ve been living here for nearly 5 years, and it’s taken most of that time for me to really work out how to make this house our home, to make it the warm, welcoming, loving space where we do life, imperfectly. Granted, most of that time I’ve been holding my breath, too fearful to start anything in case I didn’t do it perfectly, and to apply a quote from Myquillin Smith in her beautiful book, I got all caught up in myself and missed the real purpose of being here: connecting.
The waiting has had purpose, though, in that we’ve lived in this space long enough to know much of what works and what doesn’t, what we like and what we want to change. One thing a time, doing what we can with what we have, and embracing the The Nester’s philosophy of It Doesn’t Have To Be Perfect To Be Beautiful.
So today I ignored the bits and pieces left in the dining area by my son who was off creating his own beauty, and I let go of the expectations I put on myself and instead chose to embrace the opportunity to just breathe, to sit in the sunshine and rest.
Because life – just like my home – doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful.