Sometimes on Monday I like to link up with Carissa over at lowercase letters. But today is Tuesday. Monday passed me by in a blur of strep throat and dishes and wrinkled shirts.
So I’m linking her to me today because I love this post. And it’s so timely for me right now. Joshua will be starting a new job in a couple of weeks, yay! He’ll be working closer to home which means more time and less gasoline charges. Hopefully we’ll go from sinking financially to treading water.
Which should be enough blessing. Like Carissa said, I’m not promised a savings account.
But too often I want to focus on my wants. Which I often mistake as needs.
As in, I need a bigger house. With a wrap-around porch and gorgeous views.
And doesn’t baby Gus need a nursery and a nice crib and some decor that Amelia likes too?
Or how about I need this outfit for next fall. It says “I may have 4 kids but I’m still cool and put together”, right?
But do I really need any of that to be happy? And if that item is intrinsically tied to my happiness, won’t I crumble when it falls apart?
Everyday of living within my means is a struggle for me spiritually, emotionally, physically. I think I make it harder than it needs to be. No, we don’t have any discretionary income.
But we do have Family Friday Night Pizza.
No, I can’t hire an awesome cake decorator for Amelia’s birthday.
But I can bake out of love. I’m thinking a version of this….
As we end a month of resolutions and resets, a month that seems to give permission to start over, and approach a month devoted to those people we love the most and those causes that touch us all, I pray I will be reminded that my sins are white as snow and He will clothe me more beautifully than any lily in the field.