Messy

I often feel like most of my life is a huge mess. Whenever I try to accomplish something, it turns into a mess first. If you think about it, some of the most beautiful things are just on the other side of messes. For example, when it snows, the roads, sidewalks, you track it in your vehicle, house, it just makes a mess. However, at night, when the stars are shining brightly and the moon is full, how beautiful it is to look out of the window from the comfort of your house to see the beautiful glistening snow. Even when you deep clean something, it turns into a mess before it becomes beautiful. Things get strewn about and for me, get overwhelming. Then things slowly go back together, and you can see beauty in your hard work.

Until the last month or so, I could not see beauty in my messy life because I was focused on continuously tearing myself apart. We are our own worst critics. During my early morning times of reflection, I began to wonder why everything must be so hard. Why do I have to do everything the hard way? I can not simply go from point A to point B, I must go through the entire alphabet of life just to get back to point B. As you can imagine, this approach Is extremely frustrating and defeating. I, however, am very persistent. Often, it is ignorant persistence. Sometimes we allow these situations to beat down our confidence, we do not want to deal with the “messes” of life.

In writing these blog posts, I have found a sense of peace within myself. They remind me that I can either continue to look at every aspect of my life as a mess or allow myself to take a breath and see the beauty. When all we can see is the mess, we become discouraged and never push through to be able to enjoy the beauty.

My processor (brain) does not process in an average manner. My brain seldom shuts down, it is always spinning, mostly in circles. The last few days, I have been mesmerized by the changing colors in the trees. I don’t know if I have never noticed before or if I have simply forgotten how beautiful fall is. I looked out into my yard and seen all the leaves on the ground, even on the ground, I could still see the vibrant colors of the freshly fallen leaves. I did not see a mess in the yard, I seen the wonder of God’s creations. It was a breathtaking moment.

How often do you take the time to recognize the beauty in things in your life? Apparently, I have never done it. I was like a little kid on Christmas morning when I stopped to really see the forest vs focusing only on a single tree.

My message is this, do not be afraid to make a mess, push through the mess so that you can see the beauty on the other side. Even if you fall, it doesn’t mean hope is lost, you simply must take a different path to find beauty. If all you ever see are the messes, you are selling yourself short, standing in your own way. Look past the singular tree, just on the other side is a forest of opportunity! To da loo