I’m learning how to be more content. Can I be honest? It’s hard to be truly content while looking at Pinterest and Facebook. Anybody else feel this way?
I really try to monitor what I look at on Pinterest and to keep myself in check. I envision the other mom who blogged and made this “pinworthy” craft or DIY sitting in her yoga pants with spit up on her shirt, and running on coffee just like you and me.
I bet that she’s not as perfect and we think she is…I bet her kids don’t all nap at the same time and that she has dirty dishes in her sink, too. I bet that her kids don’t even eat the supper that she made from Pinterest. At least this is what I tell myself so I don’t feel like a bad mommy who doesn’t do every one of the “31 days of crafts” with my kids. Because lets face is, I’m just happy to get a shower and shave my legs some days!
Here’s the part that I struggle with, and maybe you do, too. My house isn’t perfect. We don’t have granite countertops. We don’t have cherry cabinets or stainless steel appliances. We don’t even have a frontload washer and dryer.
We live in a house that has the original laminate countertops with flecks of gold in them. Yep, it’s like stepping back in 1950. We have an apartment size fridge and a drawer that you can’t open unless the dishwasher is open. Ya’ll, I just have to laugh about it!
But here’s the thing, we live in a house! We have a fridge, we have a dishwasher and a washer and dryer. We should be more than grateful for what we have and not always wanting the next best thing.
When we moved back to Indiana we wanted to live on less. We wanted to be able to put our kids in extra activities and not feel the stain of finances. We wanted to be able to go out on a nice date once in a while and not feel like we had to split a meal and have water all the time.
Do you know how God honored us? He provided us a house that was below our budget and in a great location. If you are content with what you have, you allow yourself the joy of freedom. Freedom from debt, freedom from living paycheck to paycheck, freedom from thinking how are we going to afford Christmas gifts this year.