We had our first Growth Group this week. It was great, but I have a confession to make. Because our hosts’ home is so lovely, I came home bummed about the condition of ours.
Sure I kid around about my tendency to be a horrible housekeeper, but sometimes I would like things to be different.
So, let’s see. What do I have to complain about?
A place to house myself and my family? Nope, not that.
Enough room for our stuff and our three grown children? Nah.
A mortgage for about the same price as an apartment? Not that either.
A furnace to keep us warm in the winter? Hydro to run all our electronics and keep us cool in the summer? Don’t think I should complain about that.
A hard-working hubby who bears most of the financial burden? I should say not.
I would like to declutter – severely.
I would also like to at least give the inside of the house a fresh coat of paint and replace the downstairs tub and tub surround and fix the plumbing in the upstairs bathroom.
I have absolutely nothing to complain about.
And long before I simplify and update my surroundings, I must simplify my attitude. Remembering to give thanks will go a l-o-n-g way.