A Beautiful Place
When my husband and I found out that we were having triplets we couldn’t wait to set up their room. It was a little challenging fitting three beds and enough dressers to hold all of their clothes.
My favorite part was painting and putting the stencils on the wall. We framed tons of pictures of our family and hung them randomly throughout the room. We painted the walls pink and white and hung purple curtains. The beautiful hardwood floors were swept and polished. The room was beautiful.
Then we released the chaos.
We sent three little girls into the room and in a matter of minutes the beautiful room that we had carefully crafted was turned into a circus.
A Mess Of A Space
We now have a room with writing on the walls and it’s not those beautiful stencils, faded purple curtains, messy beds and some random stain on the hardwood floors that I wouldn’t even take a guess at what it is.
That’s not what we created for them. We created something beautiful. We created a paradise for them.
We gave them a list of rules.
They ruined it.
They went in there with their free will and chose to write the alphabet on the wall.
They went in there with their free will and chose to scatter toys everywhere.
They went in there with their free will and chose to break a curtain rod…or two.
They went in there with their free will and chose to smash banana on the floor.
They went in there with their free will and chose to break a couple handles off of the dressers.
They went in there with a choice and I would have to say that my husband and I don’t agree with a majority of the choices they have made for the beautiful room we created for them. We created so much more for them and they took it for granted.
A Beautiful Place
This world is not what God created for us to live in.
God made a beautiful world for us. He set us in a garden that goes beyond what we could ever imagine. He took great care in each detail of that garden, from the colors to the textures to the smell. He wanted everything to be perfect. He wanted us to live in that paradise forever.
Once it was finished he stood back and smiled. He was so happy to bless us with perfection.
He placed us in that garden.
He gave us one rule.
A Mess Of A Space
We went in there with our free will and chose listen to the serpent.
We went in there with our free will and chose to eat from the tree of knowledge.
We went in there with our free will and chose to do what we wanted instead of what God wanted.
We went in there with a choice and I would have to say that God does not agree with all of our choices.
We are still free to make our own choices. We have free will. It is completely up to us if we choose good or evil, right or wrong, sin or righteousness.
God doesn’t make bad things happen to us.
He has given us written instructions, living words to guide us. He leaves it up to us to follow them or not.
None of us will ever follow Him the way the he intended us to. We will never live on earth the way that He intended for us to. He did not create this for us. What He created was perfect and with a single flaw, it was our free will that changed that.
We have a choice to make every single minute of every single day. We can follow and obey the word of God or we can do it our way. I’ve come to realize that our way isn’t all that great.
Our way leaves smashed banana on the floor, writing on the wall and broken handles on the dressers.
His way leaves beautiful scriptures written in stencil on the wall, polished hardwood floors and bright purple curtains hanging from the windows.
His way creates beauty and perfection.
I’m done doing it my way. I surrender.
Create in me a beauty that I cannot create on my own.
What’s on your walls?
Wonderful Father thank you for the beauty that you have made for us. Teach us to surrender to everything that you want for us and help us give it all to you. When we are trying to create our own beauty gently remind us that you are the creator of all things good and wonderful and we only need to put our faith in you. In Jesus name, amen.
One of my daughters, who shall remain nameless, took a stamp that has our address on it and stamped every inch of one of their dressers. She also covered half of a wall with the stamp yet she still can’t remember our address. I give up.