With so much to write about in a world out of control it’s a task to choose what to write about without being political. Everywhere I look now I see it! I thought it was just me for a while, but it really is something all of us are faced with….. MESS! As far as I was concerned there is a time and a place for it, but more and more it seems, we are inundated by mess. If it’s not a messy political situation or messy relationship issue it’s a messy house; well maybe for some… definitely for me at this time and yet I am mostly content in this messy season. If you’re like me and you like order and a good sense of control, doing mess is not easy. Recently I’ve become a full-time “Grammy” for who knows how long, and it is the most challenging situation that I could never have drawn up such a blueprint. It’s times like this that I remember my humble introduction to the small, life-gathering I attend on Sunday afternoons. The structure is completely different to what I’m used to; the seating, children’s ministry and even the delivery of the message! I’m not that old fashioned that I believe children are to be seen but not heard, but this environment challenged my attitude beyond what I was comfortable with. I remember when speaking to my Pastor (whom doesn’t like being called a Pastor) about it, he said something to the effect of, “maybe God has called you to sit in mess for a while.” I was horrified at the thought but after leaving to find another church gathering, I actually returned 12 months later. Somehow, someway God is really helping me to deal with mess in ways I would never have contemplated and certainly not asked for, for such a time as this, so it would seem….. Hindsight is showing me already how useful it has been to prepare me for the season of being a fulltime Grammy. Nothing is cut and dry so there are many different facets that have come with this season and I can truly say that despite the moments and there’s been many of them, that I am actually enjoying this season and very curious as to what’s around the corner as each week goes by.
Recently the most inspiring book was recommended to me so I decided to take the time to check it out and I was so taken by it for so many reasons I chose to make an investment. What a delight! THE BOY, THE MOLE, THE FOX AND THE HORSE by Charlie Mackesy. Not only was the book incredible, Charlie Mackesy spreads his simple but profoundly humble message to whoever has ears to hear. Whilst is very difficult to choose a favourite quote, I found one that hit me between the eyes;
In the midst of the messes of life, it is so easy to complain and feel sorry for ourselves, at least I find it easy to do that at times when I think about things or situations that have not turned out as I thought I had planned, you know that stinking attitude of ‘lack, loss and limitation.’ The conversation between the mole and the boy has imprinted itself in the front of my mind; it reminds me to be so very grateful for the simplest and most valuable gifts which are so often taken for granted; such as having grandchildren and family. It really caused me to stop looking for that “perfect” family feeling that so many of us chase as we get caught up in the pretentious facade of keeping up with the Joneses.
Further, listening to Mackesy’s message “Abandon the idea of being good and just try” https://www.ted.com/talks/charlie_mackesy_abandon_the_idea_of_being_good_and_just_try?utm_campaign=tedspread&utm_medium=referral&utm_source=tedcomshare really helped me to even feel ‘great’ in the messiness of my life right now; and since I’m a wannabe artist from middle primary school age, I could really appreciate his message so much more. Being creative is something that’s really important to me and sadly I wasted too many years believing that I had to be a professional artist quality or give it up, so I never let my inner artist out to play very often and when I did, it was rarely shared with another for fear of ridicule and condemnation.
Since moving to a blissful life in the country again this has been a vastly transforming period in my life, one which holds much gold. So now I encourage you to embrace your “mess” and in the midst of it, pick up a paintbrush, musical instrument, drop-saw, gardening tool, camera or crochet hook! Make a mess and enjoy it, more importantly, share your mess with someone else, be vulnerable and evade the fear that has gripped you, stripped you and robbed you blind for so many years. Be inspired by the experts in their field, but be brave, step into your own and make something of your mess!