Redecorating My Heart ❤️
Redecorating my heart
I'm taking down the curtains and pulling back the shades. It's time to get on my hands and knees for a good baseboard scrub. It's spring cleaning. The time of year when you open your windows to air out the mustiness of winter. Birds are chirp and bees buzz while flowers burst up from a long winters nap.
Most of the time my spring cleaning merges with a PCS (Permanent Change of Station, aka military move). See when preparing for a move it forces me to clean and purge. Curtains come down and washed, pictures get dusted, and drawers get cleaned out.
Every PCS is unique, but the one commonality is all our stuff gets packed up and moved.
Except the stuff we don't bring.
The stuff we don't bring gets sold, donated, passed on, or thrown away. The occasional left behind items get left behind because of their value...they're too important to risk the move. Photo albums and family heirlooms, things of sentimental value, those get special attention.
There has been lots of moving, cleaning, sorting, and unpacking. After the unpacking comes the organizing, cleaning, and sorting again, like having 2 spring cleanings in one year!
But then the decorating...the fun part, after we've mastered the furniture Tetris in our new space, I can start looking for new stuff to inhabit our space.
So this year being a first in 9 years I'm not moving like "normal" has brought me to wonder what I should do. I have thoughts and plans to upgrade and revamp some wall decor and spruce up our living space, since we'll be here another year, this being a 3 year assignment instead of the normal 1 or 2. This will be the longest stent we will have lived anywhere in our 15 years of marriage.
I've been pinning and adding things to my amazon cart for the updates. I have plans to paint our old furniture too, but the redecorating of my living room isn't the only overhaul needed.
There's more than cobwebs and Cheerios lurking under the sofa. It's not even something a new coat of paint can help.
This redecorating isn't in my home, it's on my heart. The corners of my heart that have a collection of dust from many moves ago. There are boxes to sort through, ones that have long lost their labels. Curtains that are outdated and broken bits of "I'll fix you laters."
There are no boards on Pinterest to inspire me on how to redecorate a heart, but if home is where the heart is wouldn't that mean if I redecorate my home, my heart too would be redecorated?
I've tried that...doesn't work. My heart is cluttered with old boxes of hurt and disappointment. There's an old file drawer jammed with obsolete papers documenting failures and guilt. It's hard to find my way around. My heart that once was clean and organized is a mess.
I know the pictures I want to line the walls of my heart: patience, love, hope, joy, contentment, faith; but before adding more clutter I have to do a good clean. I've got to rid my heart of the fear, bitterness, jealousy, guilt, and regret. The blood pumping through my veins is tainting the rest of me, my mind and health.
I "need" a clean and organized home, though more importantly I need a clean and organized heart. My heart is long overdue for a good spring cleaning and redecorating.
Excuse me while I'm knee deep in cupboards and closets that have gone untouched for too long. Since Pinterest can't help much, I'm turning to the best DIYer (not Joanna Gaines). This job calls for the best in the business; Jesus!
I'm taking down the curtains and pulling back the shades. It's time to get on my hands and knees for a good baseboard scrub. It's spring cleaning. The time of year when you open your windows to air out the mustiness of winter. Birds are chirp and bees buzz while flowers burst up from a long winters nap.
Most of the time my spring cleaning merges with a PCS (Permanent Change of Station, aka military move). See when preparing for a move it forces me to clean and purge. Curtains come down and washed, pictures get dusted, and drawers get cleaned out.
Every PCS is unique, but the one commonality is all our stuff gets packed up and moved.
Except the stuff we don't bring.
The stuff we don't bring gets sold, donated, passed on, or thrown away. The occasional left behind items get left behind because of their value...they're too important to risk the move. Photo albums and family heirlooms, things of sentimental value, those get special attention.
There has been lots of moving, cleaning, sorting, and unpacking. After the unpacking comes the organizing, cleaning, and sorting again, like having 2 spring cleanings in one year!
But then the decorating...the fun part, after we've mastered the furniture Tetris in our new space, I can start looking for new stuff to inhabit our space.
So this year being a first in 9 years I'm not moving like "normal" has brought me to wonder what I should do. I have thoughts and plans to upgrade and revamp some wall decor and spruce up our living space, since we'll be here another year, this being a 3 year assignment instead of the normal 1 or 2. This will be the longest stent we will have lived anywhere in our 15 years of marriage.
I've been pinning and adding things to my amazon cart for the updates. I have plans to paint our old furniture too, but the redecorating of my living room isn't the only overhaul needed.
There's more than cobwebs and Cheerios lurking under the sofa. It's not even something a new coat of paint can help.
This redecorating isn't in my home, it's on my heart. The corners of my heart that have a collection of dust from many moves ago. There are boxes to sort through, ones that have long lost their labels. Curtains that are outdated and broken bits of "I'll fix you laters."
There are no boards on Pinterest to inspire me on how to redecorate a heart, but if home is where the heart is wouldn't that mean if I redecorate my home, my heart too would be redecorated?
I've tried that...doesn't work. My heart is cluttered with old boxes of hurt and disappointment. There's an old file drawer jammed with obsolete papers documenting failures and guilt. It's hard to find my way around. My heart that once was clean and organized is a mess.
I know the pictures I want to line the walls of my heart: patience, love, hope, joy, contentment, faith; but before adding more clutter I have to do a good clean. I've got to rid my heart of the fear, bitterness, jealousy, guilt, and regret. The blood pumping through my veins is tainting the rest of me, my mind and health.
I "need" a clean and organized home, though more importantly I need a clean and organized heart. My heart is long overdue for a good spring cleaning and redecorating.
Excuse me while I'm knee deep in cupboards and closets that have gone untouched for too long. Since Pinterest can't help much, I'm turning to the best DIYer (not Joanna Gaines). This job calls for the best in the business; Jesus!
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