Yearly Archives: 2012

De-cluttering

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All of us love to decorate our houses before Christmas. Some go all out, removing everyday dishes and substituting holiday-patterned ones or putting the regular linens in the basement in favor of red and green decor. Glasses, wall  hangings, figurines, you name it; decorated items come in all categories. As the old Swede sang, “Oh I ‘yust go nuts at Christmas!”

Many people struggle to keep Christ the central subject of the season, and all of us can be tempted to go to decorating extremes. When our family lived in Illinois, I used to make elaborate 3” ribbon bows for every curtain hanging in front of every window (two each, since curtains have left and right sides) and load every outdoor bush with lights. And that was only the beginning. My decorating dominated a week’s agenda, and in January it needed another week to be dismantled.

Today I’ve re-listened to my Christmas CDs in one last burst of seasonal celebrating before I put them back in their basement bin. I never get enough of the music and thought each record deserved one last play. Eleven months without them is a long, long time. As the carols played and the red/green decor began to disappear, my ordinary color scheme re-emerged. And it looked pretty good, like a family member coming home. Coupling the switch-back with a little Windex made the house sparkle in a way different than all the holiday glitz and glitter, more like a freshly-balanced new beginning than an ending.

It’s not a bad idea to focus on tidying up the bits and pieces of our lives every so often, holidays or no. This is especially important in the spiritual realm. Just as decorations begin to seem like clutter when January comes, so our once-good ideas about God and Scripture can clutter up our thinking.

Every so often I ought to ask myself, “Is my relationship with the Lord the same as last year? Are the two of us closer this year? Or farther apart? How am I doing on Bible reading? Am I stuck relying on what I learned last year or even before that? How’s my prayer life? Is God answering my requests? Am I battling the same sins in the same way as last year without improved results?

Our self-exam questions will serve to point out needless clutter, and if we answer them honestly and then take action, the result will be a spiritually de-cluttered life whose “decorating scheme” looks pretty good to us.

And more importantly, it’ll look good to the Lord, too.

“Investigate my life, O God, find out everything about me; Cross-examine and test me, get a clear picture of what I’m about; See for yourself whether I’ve done anything wrong— then guide me…” (Psalm 139:23-24)

Rules of the Game

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Although Skylar and Micah are gone now, happy reminders of their visit are everywhere. At one point last week we brought out a bin of jumbled dominoes, some black, others brown, still others with colored dots, and one ivory-white set.

As I tried to teach her how to play authentic dominoes, she added her own creative flare to the game by filling in every available space between tiles. We ended up with less of a dotty road and more of a domino doormat. Showing her how to stand them up and watch them fall in succession was frustrating when her line kept falling ahead of schedule, so Skylar pursued her other ideas.

 

She transformed the dominoes into little houses, then into people who talked back and forth. She used them as blocks and also separated them into like categories. One morning I came downstairs to find she’d carefully placed the white dominoes atop the white piano keys. Who needs domino rules with so many other ways to play with them?

Many of us adults have a similar bent toward creative game-playing, although with us it might be interpreted as “ditch the rules and do it my way.” Sometimes we approach God like that, acknowledging his Rule Book and how he wants us to play the game of life but then making a case for personal creativity so we can side-step him. So, how much creativity is too much? Is there any wiggle room with God?

He gives us 66 books detailing how best to live our lives. Then he says, “You can do it in many specific ways, and each life will look different. Be creative! There’s just one condition: stay within my protective perimeters.”

It’s that last part that gets to us, producing streaks of rebellion we hope God will see as creativity. But when he says “don’t” he means, “Don’t hurt yourself by disobeying me.” Along with his don’ts, he usually says, “If you do it your way instead of mine, here’s what your self-wounding will look like.” But when our creative juices get flowing and our own ideas seem superior to his rules, we often can’t help ourselves.

Thankfully, though, natural consequences are an effective teacher. With enough self-inflicted pain, we eventually understand that God wrote the rule book the way he did for reasons that would benefit us.

As for Skylar, ultimately we had to put an end to her creativity. Using the dominoes like missiles was a no-go. Through natural consequences (the dominoes going back to the basement) she learned creativity can, indeed, go too far.

“Make a careful exploration of who you are and the work you have been given, and then sink yourself into that. Don’t be impressed with yourself. Don’t compare yourself with others. Each of you must take responsibility for doing the creative best you can with your own life.” (Galatians 6:4, The Message)

A Familiar Prompt

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Two years ago, when I was a new widow, Sundays were the most difficult day of every week. Apparently this isn’t uncommon for a woman who’s lost her husband, since he was the one she’d spent every Sunday with, from sharing a hymnal, to a brunch after church, through an afternoon nap.

In the beginning I couldn’t sit in a service without tears and usually had to make use of the two tissues in my pocket. Just seeing a couple seated side-by-side in the congregation was enough to produce a wave of distress. If the husband put his arm around his wife or took her hand, it was over for me. These simple gestures were poignant reminders of what I’d lost, and it took over a year to become sorrow-free in church again.

During this second year, however, attending church hasn’t been nearly as difficult. To the contrary, it’s been a blessing. This morning, though, without warning, something popped me back to that first year. All it took was seeing a man’s wedding band.

He was sitting in front of me and had his arm over the back of his daughter’s chair. His ring was identical to Nate’s with milgrain-style edging. I focused on that ring and thought of Nate’s wedding band hanging on a gold chain in my bedroom at home. It was on a necklace only because it had been taken off his hand before we buried him, but it was never meant to be jewelry for me.

Many young grooms opt out of wedding bands these days, but Nate was delighted to wear his. The day in 1969 when I put it on his finger was, he told me, one of his lifetime highlights. He was glad to display his ring as a sign that he was married and never tired of talking about his family.

No marriage is without its difficult places, though. Often couples are taken by surprise with the tough stuff that comes along: career disappointments, accidents, bone-deep fatigue, physical handicaps, parenting challenges, unexpected deaths, money shortages, severe illness. Any one of these can swamp a couple.

God explained his purpose for marriage when he said it wasn’t good for people to spend too much time alone, but marriage isn’t always easy. His idea was that there be two people bonded in a show of togetherness that could defend their union against any common enemy, no matter what it was. In other words, “Whatever has threatened you has threatened me, too, and we’ll fight it together.” As Mom used to say, shared burdens are cut in half.

This morning, my glimpse of a stranger’s wedding band brought a jumble of thoughts as I sat in church missing Nate. But tears didn’t factor in. While staring at that familiar-looking wedding ring, I felt God prompting me toward gratitude, because Nate had been the one who saw to it that we made it through even the hard times.

“Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves.” (Ecclesiastes 4:12a)