My one word for last year was still. After coming across a little gem in Ephesians, I decided to revisit it. A lot of my focus last year was on being still before God, listening to him and being calm and serene in my soul. But just as importantly, I spent time thinking and praying about how to watch my mouth. I read a book titled Zip It by Karen Ehman, which was helpful in learning how to tame my sometimes-errant tongue.
Ephesians 4:29 in The Message Bible tells us to “Watch the way you talk. Let nothing foul or dirty come out of your mouth. Say only what helps, each word a gift” (emphasis mine). I don’t know about you, but sometimes my words are more like IEDs. Thinking of my words as gifts gives a whole new perspective on how I speak to others. If I can imagine each word wrapped in a pretty box and tied with a bow, I might be able to avoid lobbing verbal bombs at people.
While visiting a museum last summer, I was intrigued by the displays of large sculptures. The statues were placed in huge rooms with at least 50 feet of space around each one. A person could walk all the way around, view them up close or from across the room. My first thought was what an extravagant use of space, perhaps even wasteful. After all, the building housing the statues was incredibly big and must have cost a fortune, and indeed, it did. But then I realized that while extravagant, the generous amount of space was the right way to respect the masterpieces and allowed the best viewing.
Space is an interesting concept (as well as the final frontier). In my house, as in most houses, space is at a premium and I’ve done my best to fill it. I certainly don’t have any empty tables or counter tops. When I do manage to clear a table, it seems to draw papers and other items like a magnet.
Space is beautiful but difficult to attain and maintain. I’ve been working hard to clear space in my home and my life. It’s a long process but I’m celebrating what I’ve accomplished so far because I’m experiencing breathing room on my calendar, in my closet, cupboards and yes, even a little on my counter tops. I’ve also found more space for spending time with God. Going to bed early and consequently getting up early, has allowed me to expand my quiet time in the mornings.
I love the simplicity of space – in my house, on my calendar and in my head. Less clutter in my head and heart makes more room for the Holy Spirit to live and breathe in me.
My one word for this year is simplicity. God seems to have been leading me to this word for quite some time. The clutter in my house has been bothering me for years, but I was too busy (or thought I was too busy) to tackle it until last year.
A few years ago, one of my longtime and favorite pastimes, bowling, came to a halt when the whole league deserted me at the beginning of a new season. I still don’t know why that happened, but it freed me up from a weekly commitment and a lot of responsibility (I was league secretary). At the same time, I began volunteering at the local blood bank, which works out better, as I am in control of my schedule.
Last year, I resigned from a board position with the women’s organization I’ve been part of for many years. And then a journal I wrote for and edited ended its 26-year run. I continued to work on getting rid of things in my house I no longer wanted, needed or found useful. My husband has retired and he’s cleaning out a little too.
All this cleaning and clearing of physical things got me thinking about spiritual simplicity, which led me to believe this is my word from God for 2019. I’m being drawn to simplicity in all areas of my life, where I can enjoy peace, serenity and space.
Next time: The Beauty of Space