I have died a thousand deaths at the sound of a knock at the door.
And even as I write this, I've got yesterday's mascara bleeding with my attempt of last nights sleep, my bathroom isn't clean, and there is no fresh coffee brewing... oh, and there is laundry that needs folding on my couch. So by all means stay away.
Have we become so deluded with ourselves and absorbed with our pride? Yes. Yes we have.
In the days of ol', they had their share of hardships, but they did get somethings very right.
Pop-ins were the norm and living together (community-wise) was expected. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner were a given and all the merrier if someone unexpected showed up. There were still dishes that needed done, bathrooms that needed cleaning and coffee that needed brewing... there was grace offered by friends when they showed up to something resembling chaos. After all, in the between of spontaneous joys, there is a whole lot of living. Especially in this humble home of six, soon-to-be seven.
In today's race of measuring up, we rush and stretch and bend and close our eyes. We die a thousand deaths at the ring of a phone or, heaven forbid, the unexpected sound of the doorbell. Is it the subconscious thought, "Who wants more of me now?" Our homes and our heads are in constant turmoil... our children, alone, hunger for food and for time devoted to more than glances and shoulder brushes. And now we have to make room for more?
Maybe it's actually a case of making room for less... less idleness. Less meaningless. Less apathy.
Less dreaming and more doing.
Less Facebook and Pinterest - More folding clothes and preparing my day.
Less texting - More intentional, meaningful, human contact.... Realness.
So no more dying... Duties and messes and kids in all their wonder are a given, but despite them, my doors - my coffee pot - my fridge, even! - is always open.
Come and make my day.
Wild Wednesday Returns --
Make someone's day. Open your home this week. MAKE THE TIME. It does not need to be fancy in the least, but do make it special.
It can be as elaborate as a 5 course meal with fancy linens and a violinist... or for the more simple-minded like myself, a pot of coffee or a fresh quart of chai concentrate and maybe some muffins or cookies. Or for dudes: some cans of mountain dew and a bag of chips...
Whatever shape it takes, it's the intention and relationship that is at the heart of it. If you burn your cookies... that's all the better! You are a fallable human and there are no fronts or pride you need to hold on to. Open your home... and you just might find your heart opening too!
Remember it's about being real. This isn't a time to showcase your biggest and best and get caught up in keeping up. They have a daughter who won a talent contest (maybe it was even 10 years ago!)? That is great! Really great. ----> .
So, off you go! Make it happen! You'll be blessed because of it.
*I do love hearing from you! If you take on this weeks challenge, comment back and let me know... how'd it go? What did you do?