Well, as anyone who knows me slightly well will know, decorating is sooooo not my thing. My whole life I have had very little desire to make our house a home, give it a relaxed, welcoming feel, etc.
Which is fine until you have people over and realize that your house really isn't welcoming. Then you feel badly for them because they have to stare at bare walls and a complete lack of style for the duration of their visit. Then they leave and you breathe a huge sigh of relief (not that they've left, just that you don't have to stress anymore because you're sure they were looking around thinking, "DO something with this place. Give it even just a dash of character.). Then you go on with your life and try to pretend that never happened. And every now and again you do feel badly for your family that when they bring people over their home is not really a place they can be proud of. Then you shove that thought far back in the recesses of your mind as quickly as it came and go on with life.
That's h0w I've operated for as long as I can remember. Then I read this book and the author emphasizes that as women part of our role is to make our home welcoming for our family and ourselves. Hmmm... oops. So I started to pray about it regularly, just telling God I have no clue how to do this and how overwhelming it was for me, but that I really did want to learn how to make our house a home (yes, I know it's about much more than decorating, but I had to focus on decorating.). And amazingly (yes, I am still amazed when I pray and He actually answers my prayers :)) ideas started popping in my head. I began to get a "vision" for our living room--a color scheme started falling into place and visions of furniture and accessories started popping in my head.
So I determined that my "job" right now is to decorate our home. I decided to dedicate three or four hours a week to shopping for stuff for our living room (which, for a shop-a-phobic like me is a HUGE amount of time, lol!). Little by little things are falling into place. I am still shopping for a few pieces, but I was able to see this "vision" come to life. I bought this big mirror and shelf, and my little vision was to put candles on the shelf so that the light would reflect off the mirror. I finally got to do that today. So I took a picture and I'm sharing it with you all. It's just a little thing, but it represents so much more for me.
P.S. The wall color didn't come out right, so just ignore that part of the photo, okay?! :) And you can also ignore me in the picture :)
Which is fine until you have people over and realize that your house really isn't welcoming. Then you feel badly for them because they have to stare at bare walls and a complete lack of style for the duration of their visit. Then they leave and you breathe a huge sigh of relief (not that they've left, just that you don't have to stress anymore because you're sure they were looking around thinking, "DO something with this place. Give it even just a dash of character.). Then you go on with your life and try to pretend that never happened. And every now and again you do feel badly for your family that when they bring people over their home is not really a place they can be proud of. Then you shove that thought far back in the recesses of your mind as quickly as it came and go on with life.
That's h0w I've operated for as long as I can remember. Then I read this book and the author emphasizes that as women part of our role is to make our home welcoming for our family and ourselves. Hmmm... oops. So I started to pray about it regularly, just telling God I have no clue how to do this and how overwhelming it was for me, but that I really did want to learn how to make our house a home (yes, I know it's about much more than decorating, but I had to focus on decorating.). And amazingly (yes, I am still amazed when I pray and He actually answers my prayers :)) ideas started popping in my head. I began to get a "vision" for our living room--a color scheme started falling into place and visions of furniture and accessories started popping in my head.
So I determined that my "job" right now is to decorate our home. I decided to dedicate three or four hours a week to shopping for stuff for our living room (which, for a shop-a-phobic like me is a HUGE amount of time, lol!). Little by little things are falling into place. I am still shopping for a few pieces, but I was able to see this "vision" come to life. I bought this big mirror and shelf, and my little vision was to put candles on the shelf so that the light would reflect off the mirror. I finally got to do that today. So I took a picture and I'm sharing it with you all. It's just a little thing, but it represents so much more for me.
P.S. The wall color didn't come out right, so just ignore that part of the photo, okay?! :) And you can also ignore me in the picture :)
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