More signs of hope for spring! I've had several little crocus bulbs poking their heads up despite the cold, cloudy, dreary, yucky, miserable, will-it-ever-be-over-and-warm-up-again weather!
They make me smile,
make me happy,
make me hopeful.
The pictures above and below are how they looked this morning:
Then, this afternoon, the sun came out and hope bloomed:
Several months ago, when I first started to redecorate and clean out my pit of an office, I hung up a large cross on the wall. In the middle, there is a circle with the word HOPE inscribed upon it. My husband looked at it, and said, "What do you need hope for?" And I looked at him, and thought "What do I not need hope for?" I need hope that I can achieve all the things on this huge 'to-do' list that I've given myself. I need hope that I can get myself (and my life in general) balanced out and happy. That I can finally get this stupid office cleaned out! Now, this pit of an office is no exaggeration. It has been overflowing with stuff since before we moved to Texas. In Oklahoma, the room was about 1/2 the size, but we had two computer desks, my husband's drum set and music gear, his electronics junk, and all of the office bookkeeping/paperwork crammed in that little room. It was not the least bit organized. When we moved, the office got bigger, but it also became the dumping ground for whatever hadn't been unpacked yet. Or stuff that we didn't know where to put yet, or.....whatever we didn't want people to see and trip over. Throw it in the office and close the door. Two and a half years later, I finally decided enough was enough. I'm going to get that office cleaned out and organized if it kills me! I'm working on it. And it's slow going. But I'm thinking about it from a more balanced perspective.... a little, plus a little, plus a little more, will eventually end up with the office/retreat that I have in my head. I will get there. I have hope!
It's a little bit like yoga. I can't do half the poses. I can't balance on one foot with my fingers wrapped around my big toe and my leg out straight in front of me. Heck, I can barely balance on one leg! But every time I practice, I get just a little bit closer to my goal. And it's okay to be working on it. To be practicing. I'm giving myself permission to not be perfect all at once, but to let it be a process, a journey. Toward balance, not perfection.
I put that cross up on the wall of my unfinished office, to remind myself that I'm not on this journey alone.
I pray that God, who gives hope, will bless you with complete happiness and peace
because of your faith. And may the power of the Holy Spirit fill you with hope.
Contemporary English Version
Last week, my husband said to me, "When you finally get that office finished, you know you will have reached the end of your quest." Well, what he said was better than that, but I can't remember the exact words he used. They were both funny and so true. And he's right. That office is the symbol of my quest for balance. And I am definitely still searching!
For now there are faith,
hope, and love.
But of these three,
the greatest is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13
Contemporary English Version
Sounds like a great recipe for balance to me. A little faith, a little hope, and a little love. I'll have to keep that mantra in my head!
May you be blessed with faith, hope, & love,
and maybe even a tiny bit of balance!