Do you feel like you are drowning in good intentions but not accomplishing any of them? What you should do when your good intentions become stressful shoulds.
My mother used to say that the road to hell was paved with good intentions.
Basically, we shouldn’t just intend to do things we should actually do them. But with limited time and resources, sometimes the things we intend to do end up shoved away in a craft closet or piled up on a cluttered desk…that quilt we intended to make, the letter we intended to write, the books we intended to read, the exercise equipment we intended to use.
And for a while we leave them as a reminder of that great project or noble endeavor we are definitely going to accomplish, but over time the pile of material or the stuffed bookshelf begins to serve as a source of guilt and condemnation, those items calling out to us as we enter the room, “Remember that quilt you promised your granddaughter you would make?” “You spent a lot of money on those books, you think you could pull yourself away from Netflix and read one?” “I told you that you would never use that treadmill – you just can’t commit to anything.” And yet we hang on to it all, the items, the good intention, and the guilt.
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I've been working a blog post and reflecting more on this journey of simplifying.
I've written in previous posts about getting rid of things that are attached to a negative emotion or experience or to a person who hurt you.
You may, at first, dismiss that things can tie us to such negativity but as I've been reflecting I remembered how I had to sit with memories, or take time to process as I sorted through closets and even filing cabinets.
Here's one example: in 2005 we bought a house I never wanted to live in. I cried the day we moved in. 😢
Through a series of events that house became an albatross around my neck and we ended up losing a great deal of money on it. 😨
The memories were terribly painful and the entire experience created much shame for my uber conscientious and responsible self!
Preparing to move to Texas I cleaned out every nook and cranny including my files.
When I pulled out that folder labeled Waverly Hill Closing Papers I experienced all those emotions again...guilt, shame, anger, disappointment.
I took a black marker and wrote: "worst decision we ever made" across the folder then I shredded those papers!!!!
That act helped me to let go of what to me was a humiliating mistake and MOVE ON!
A big element of #simplifying your life is processing grief and negative memories as you sort through your possessions.
Don't short circuit this process - let it be a time for growth. 🌱
Everything comes with a price. I remember sitting on the filthy floor of the Philadelphia airport next to a men's bathroom and a smoothie stand because it was the only outlet in the entire concourse I could find that worked so I could charge my phone. 😲
I was stuck at that airport for 8 hours and by a miracle made it home by midnight. All I could think was, "If anyone thinks traveling for work is glamorous they should see me now." 😢
The problem was there were many more unglamorous and exhausting moments like this than there were fun moments. Sure...a few times I did fun things or had the opportunity to see a part of the country I hadn't. ✈
But the trade off was I was hardly ever home. My children were growing up and I didn't know that we would soon be living 1200 miles away from them. 😪
My husband sat alone in the evenings while I watched reruns in hotel rooms.
I had a beautiful home I was hardly ever in and couldn't enjoy! 🏩
There are endless ways we can complicate and stress our lives. But I think the story always ends the same way: exhausted and empty, wondering what did all this striving and toiling accomplish?
Jesus tells us to count the cost of what we're building...Luke 14:28
I believe there's a better way, how about you? What's your simple?
"The mother eagle teaches her little ones to fly by making their nest so uncomfortable they are forced to leave it and commit themselves to the unknown world of air outside. God does the same to us. He stirs up our comfortable nests, pushes us over the edge, and we are forced to use our wings to save ourselves from fatal falling. Read your trials in this light, and see if you cannot begin to get a glimpse of their meaning. Your wings are being developed!!" - Hannah Whitall Smith,
A Christian's Secret of a Happy Life.
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El Conquistador is roo-ing to get out and start his day. I don't think he knows what's in store for him and his lovely ladies. Freezing rain and dropping temps. Throwback to the day he ventured into the kitchen!
I spent all day gathering pinecones + fresh greenery to make wreaths for our two front doors. #NotReally 😂😂 I slapped on these realistic looking faux wreaths from @joann_stores the other day and I'm loving them. #keepitsimplemyfriends