Psalm 139.
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Monday, February 24, 2014
A boring post about Laundry
Just a warning, before you read too much further you should know that this is just a boring post about laundry.
And, yet... it's also about much more then laundry.
Let me just begin by saying, I hate laundry. Anyone with me on this one??
I hate laundry so much that I will put it off and put it off until my husband has run completely out of underwear and socks.
Poor guy.
Then, in one crazy whirlwind of an afternoon, I do six loads.
Six FULL loads.
It gets super overwhelming, so I breathe a sigh of relief when everything is folded and put away - then feel a sense of liberation over the notion that I can wait another 3 weeks before starting the process all over again.
However, when I did my monthly laundry routine last weekend, a thought struck me;
"this is no way to live!"
Now. This revelation was about much more then laundry.
Instead, it was far more about finding joy in the daily/weekly/...monthly tasks I am naturally inclined to loathe.
I realized I hate laundry because I approach it with a begrudging attitude of obligation. I allow myself to hate it.
So, what did I change?
My attitude.
I still did six loads, just like every other time - but this time I made the decision to enjoy it.
This decision was about living out a life that is full of daily mundane tasks with an attitude of joy and appreciation. Laundry is only a part of this story because it was the means by which I encountered this revelation.
For many, this idea of joy is not a new one - but it is a forgotten one.
My hope is to use the boring tasks I typically hate as a reminder that I am hating them by choice.
... and who knows, maybe I will even begin doing four loads of laundry every two weeks; instead of six loads every three weeks.
Baby steps.
And, yet... it's also about much more then laundry.
Let me just begin by saying, I hate laundry. Anyone with me on this one??
I hate laundry so much that I will put it off and put it off until my husband has run completely out of underwear and socks.
Poor guy.
Then, in one crazy whirlwind of an afternoon, I do six loads.
Six FULL loads.
It gets super overwhelming, so I breathe a sigh of relief when everything is folded and put away - then feel a sense of liberation over the notion that I can wait another 3 weeks before starting the process all over again.
However, when I did my monthly laundry routine last weekend, a thought struck me;
"this is no way to live!"
Now. This revelation was about much more then laundry.
Instead, it was far more about finding joy in the daily/weekly/...monthly tasks I am naturally inclined to loathe.
I realized I hate laundry because I approach it with a begrudging attitude of obligation. I allow myself to hate it.
So, what did I change?
My attitude.
I still did six loads, just like every other time - but this time I made the decision to enjoy it.
This decision was about living out a life that is full of daily mundane tasks with an attitude of joy and appreciation. Laundry is only a part of this story because it was the means by which I encountered this revelation.
For many, this idea of joy is not a new one - but it is a forgotten one.
My hope is to use the boring tasks I typically hate as a reminder that I am hating them by choice.
... and who knows, maybe I will even begin doing four loads of laundry every two weeks; instead of six loads every three weeks.
Baby steps.
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Today in Texas,
It was 68 degrees. Incredibly beautiful.
We opened a window and let the cool breeze in, took afternoon naps between classes, Sam gave a sermon in his preaching class, green leaves began to make another appearance, and a fresh batch of iced mint tea made it's way onto the bottom shelf of our refrigerator. Success.
It was 68 degrees. Incredibly beautiful.
We opened a window and let the cool breeze in, took afternoon naps between classes, Sam gave a sermon in his preaching class, green leaves began to make another appearance, and a fresh batch of iced mint tea made it's way onto the bottom shelf of our refrigerator. Success.
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