Where did January go?
Wasn’t it just New Years?
Time stops for no one and I’ve been thinking about the last month.
January 2019…..You have been a full month.
Full of weather I don’t love.
Full of sick that’s no fun.
Full of a traveling husband.
Full of starting new projects for a new year before finishing projects from 2018. Ugh
Full of sad things and a lot of joyful things.
Full of Jack throwing his bowl full of food on the floor even after a suction cup plate was purchased. Seconds ago this happened……Again.
But man is he cute
Yesterday, a nice lady from the HOPS (Historic Ocala Preservation Society) stops by to check out the house and make sure we were on schedule for the House Tour in April.
As usual, I’m nervous about the things that are not done. Stressing over a stranger viewing our home.
Does anyone else never feel good enough?
I love showing people our home but mainly telling the story of how we bought this home in its run down and unloved condition and turning it into a home for then 6 people and an unborn baby boy.
Why do I only see the unfinished?
The wood nailed over the window
The stairs that are in major need of paint.
After I had shown the lady around, I asked “do we qualify to be on the tour? Are we what you are looking for? I know you have homes on 5th street on the tour and we are definitely not one of those homes.”
She replied, “those homes on 5th are in the own category. They are beautiful. However those homes were paid for to be beautiful. Most do not include blood, sweat and tears from the homeowners. There is not usually a story that goes with the home. Your home gives people hope and inspiration. It will inspire others that they can stencil a plywood floor. Inspire people that if you have the vision to look past the ugly, there could be something beautiful.”
Today I share the unfinished. The unloved.
Because behind all this, there was beauty.
Wow. I was so grateful for her words. Not only for speaking such kind words in regards to our renovation but her words spoke to me personally.
How often are we so hard on ourselves because when we look in the mirror, it might not be exactly what we want to see. The scale might not read the numbers we want it to read.
But through Jesus and the unfailing love He give us, the family who provides love and support to us and friends who fill our life with joy, we can believe that we are good enough. We are not the face we see in the mirror but the heart. We are the smile we give to the stranger. We are the hug that someone needs that we didn’t even know they needed it. We are the kind word, the sweet gesture and the conversation around the dining room table.
We are so much more.