Ah, blogging.
It's fantastic and sometimes not.
It can generate jealous and envy quicker than you can snap a finger.
(Pinterest has a way of doing that, too!)
Not that I am super prone to feelings of envy, but they can sneak up on me.
All of a sudden I look around my tiny and always cluttered home and sigh.
Why don't I have a beautiful kitchen?
Why can't the walls be free of scratches from previous owners?
Why this?
Why that?
But
really, it's not such a big deal. Yeah, it may take me almost the whole
week to clean up after our friends visit on the weekends (just in time
for them to show up again, haha), but we spent that time with our friends. It's not our things that matter.
Obviously, I take pride in a clean house and yard and stuff.
But
if when I wake up in the morning I give thanks to the Lord for all I
have been given, clutter included, then I remember I am blessed.
Though you're still not seeing photos of the house on here when it's a wreck.
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