It Just Isn’t That Simple
Remember those days when a box and some sticks were all that you needed to be entertained for hours?
When your greatest fear was that you were having spinach for dinner?
And answers like this actually got you an A?
Man, those were the days.
And things were so black and white.
Do as mother says.
Forgive and make up—I don’t care who started it.
God loves you.
Somewhere along the way, though, it became much less black and white.
Relationships aren’t as simple anymore—with anyone.
People aren’t always nice.
Some aren’t kind or nice.
You can’t always do what mother says—and, unfortunately, forgiveness doesn’t always equal a restoration of trust.
And sometimes…it doesn’t really seem like God is loving…or that He even exists.
While a mother’s (or father’s) love is probably the most unconditional example we could think of…
It isn’t perfect.
I get frustrated with my daughter.
She makes me mad sometimes.
(And any parent who says that they’ve never been in this state is lying.)
And while I will always love her, I will not always make the best decisions—and I will not always show it successfully.
Life isn’t simple.
Even choosing to “Live Simply” isn’t that simple. It takes work to live simply.
(Ugh—see! So stinkin’ complicated!)
There is very little in this life that is simple. So I must cling to those things that are.
I must allow myself to be swept away in the love that my husband and I share—the ups and the downs—in it’s simplicity.
I must enjoy those beautiful moments where my daughter smiles at me—even when the house is a mess—in it’s simplicity.
I must treasure those times where everything is right—even if it doesn’t last long—in it’s simplicity.
I must trust that God is in control and that He has my best interests at heart—even when what He tells me doesn’t make sense to the rest of the world, or even to myself—in it’s simplicity.
Because the only truly unconditional love that exists is from my Heavenly Father.
“Are not five sparrows sold for two copper coins? And not one of them is forgotten before God. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.”