I was reading some great stuff here this morning. It’s funny, really…the reason I was reading this blog is to cleverly avoid the OVERDUE mounds of unfolded laundry and piles of to-do lists that are growing by the minute on every table and counter in mi casa. And here, I heard a great truth that I’ve never truly thought much about: our homes are often a direct reflection of the state of our lives.
Hmmmm.
Now, don’t panic (especially those of you with only a narrow path thru the toddler toys and diapering essentials). It doesn’t necessarily mean mess = mess (or clean = clean, for that matter!).
Here’s what it meant for me as I thought on that a bit. For me, I yearn for order. I thrive on it, really. In fact, the first thing I do every morning (um…yes…often times before I even sit down and spend some much needed time in God’s Word), I get my kitchen cleaned up and the living room in order. All counters cleared and stray dishes put away. All blankets and dog toys are sent off to where they came from. One day hubby even asked me (when he saw this ritual) – is someone coming over? Uh. Duh. No. But mama can’t look at mess w/o a rapid heartbeat and sweaty palms. I NEED order.
So as I thought on this a bit more I realized…hmmmm. But the other areas of my home aren’t usually that orderly. I mean, the PILES are orderly piles, but nothing is actually as “together” as the living areas APPEAR to be.
My living room is so very peaceful at this moment…yes, I even have a favorite candle burning and the lamp light vs window light ratio is JUST right. “So – there ya go – life reflected in my home, eh?” I thought, “I GOT THIS.” Then I peered around the other side of the couch…and here’s what was waiting for me: 
Reality. My reality today is 3+ baskets of laundry and a neurotic dog who needs a walk. Just when I think the outside looks squeaky clean and under MY control, I’m reminded that I don’t have it QUITE as together as I thought it did…or as I want it to APPEAR that I do.
For me, I’ll keep pondering this truth – my home can truly reflect me at times. Right now it’s reminding me that the chaos-truth hidden under the outside-pretty is a reminder that I’m never going to achieve perfection…on the inside or outside. He came to make all things new – even my silly desire for perfection and order. He wants to be my safe-haven…my ultimate desire above all things. Order is good, but truth is better.
What about you? What does YOUR casa say about you? Remember…nothing is hidden from Him. Not even 3 baskets of laundry and a needy mutt.
