Well, I just spent an hour ironing my grandma’s curtains….
The old me would now think I deserved some sort of reward for such doing. Watch tv for an hour instead of the rest of my work. A trip through the Starbucks drive thru, etc.. But really? Today I’m just glad my grandma’s gonna have a nice bright room at her new place. I spent almost 2 hours in stores searching for curtains, only to come home and search another hour online for the perfect ones.
And I’m just happy to do it. When we make Jesus (the Real Jesus) the center of all things in our life, it’s hard to let anything steal our joy. Pure joy comes from Jesus. When you invite him in to set up camp in your heart, you gain this amazing ability to keep moving with the things that are right in front of you. Serving. Fellowship. Curtains.
But it takes intention. So many things are heart breaking to see, but I can only pray for them, because the things I can do something about needs my hands, my breath, my attention. I’m committing to those things, because the anger I used to feel towards certain things just fueled more anger and spread like wildfire. I’m replacing it with prayer and kindness and focusing on that joy instead.
In 6 months when I take the curtains down to wash and give them a good cleaning, I’ll be back to that hour of ironing. And that’s ok. It brings me joy.
“A glad heart makes a cheerful face, but by sorrow of heart the spirit it crushed…
All the days of the afflicted are evil, but the cheerful of heart has a continued feast.” Proverbs 15:13,15