Michael and I recently spent a few nights at the beautiful Callaway Gardens Lodge and spa. It was a very much needed chance to regroup, reconnect, cry, pray, grieve, reflect, and talk about what the Lord has for us in both the near future, and in the years ahead. It was good to spend so much uninterrupted time with my best friend.
I was catching on to the acornish vibe at the spa, and was loving it. I love a subtle theme, a thread that runs through an entire decor, but doesn't scream at you. It made me think about subtle themes.
I don't think my home really has a theme, although I guess as we age, and collect things we love, then the subtle theme of our homes might actually become ourselves, and the things that inspire or speak to who we are, and what we enjoy. But there is always that rogue item that seems to disrupt the subtle theme. The bright blue and green seat covers of a few of my dinning chairs would fit there for me. They are tacky, and old, and tattered. They do not "speak" to me, although on second thought, they may speak about me. tee hee. The point is, I don't want my home to be defined by the distracting unappealing items that seem to hang their hats, and get comfortable in my space. The things I can not avoid, but seem to scream at me we are ugly, you own us, we will always be a part of this home, you will never fix us. We define you.
That brought my mind to the subtle themes of our lives. I had to ask myself what was the over all theme of my life, family, and marriage. I don't want the sad times, the ugly, the grief, the hurt, the pain, all that is not attractive, to define who we are. I don't want that to become what defines my family, instead of the fun, the beauty, the forgiveness, the joy, the sacrifice, the good times.
Then I thought about the acorn, and how such a tiny little seed.........
but I won't go there. teehee
What defines you?
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