When I first saw this week's prompt "mess" I immediately started looking around for the camera that had been secretly installed in my house. For the first time in an incredibly long time, our entire family has been sick for a solid week so our usually relatively neat house looks like it has been turned upside down and violently shaken this week. My goals have been to keep the sheets and clothes washed, everyone taking necessary medications and eating what they need to eat to survive these germs. Everything else can wait. And then came the prompt word... mess. Haha! A few days into the week and the word is settling in and I'm realizing there is a special kind of beauty that comes with the "mess" of every day living.
The mess brings contrast. What is usually clean, gets a little dirty. Those normally good days are interrupted by a few rotten "let me just hide under the covers with a box of tissue" days. That mess that drives me insane is a beautiful reminder that bumps come along but it's not our normal state of living. It provides the contrast that makes me appreciate being healthy, having clean laundry and freshly mopped floors. It's the contrast that makes life normally beautiful and clean, fun and wonderful, worth so much more.
Such contrast reminded me of a conversation I had with a mommy friend on the playground a few weeks back. She and I had taken our tots to the playground, all dolled up for a day of playing in the sun, and they were having a wonderful time. Haleigh decided to tackle climbing the rock wall that day and did an incredibly good job - so much so that I wanted to get a video of her climbing so she could proudly show Daddy when he got home from work. As I handed my phone (aka instant video camera) to my sweet friend, she said in mock horror, "What? You're not going to wipe off her face first?" As I looked at the mud and dirt that caked my sweet girl's precious face, I laughed and said "nope, I'm not." I didn't want to stall her excitement and progress of accomplishing this new tough skill by wiping a little dirt off her face first. It's just dirt... and to me, in that moment, that little bit of mess on her face was a huge badge of honor representing her hard work and effort to figure out how to climb this wall.
Sometimes we need a little bit of mess in our lives to remind us how great the great days are and to remind us that when done out of love for our Lord and our families, our efforts and accomplishments to care for our families as wives and mothers are not in vain. And we need the reminder that the mess doesn't mean failures - it means that occasionally it's necessary for us mommies to give ourselves a little break and admit that this mess can wait until tomorrow to picked up. The important things are covered and for now, that is enough.
Until tomorrow comes, may God bless this mess!