So last night, while doing some feverish cleaning of our home in preparation for some guests this evening. I was straightening the miscellaneous trinkets and random "stuff" that has gathered on the mantle in our living room and giving it a much needed dusting when I realized, that I hadn't actually stopped and looked at this particular corner of my house in longer than I can remember. It was like I was looking at a part of my house that might as well have been someone else's. It was strange and somewhat alienating. Here I was, in the safety of my own home, in a room I spend much of my time at home in, and yet I felt unaware and almost uncomfortable, about my surroundings.
So I naturally turned this into an introspective thought.
- What part of my life, through the busyness and clutter of family, ministry, and work have I just not looked at?
- What about myself have I forgotten or left alone to gather dust and clutter?
- Would someone describe me in a way that I wouldn't recognize?
I don't know that I have answers to those questions at this time. But the wheels are turning. A healthy amount of self inspection can spark growth and creativity. But beware too much self inspection can cause you to second guess EVERYTHING, and too little can cause arrogance and over self confidence.
I'll be seeking God in prayer for the next few days concerning this, and strive for a healthy view of my life, as I continue to find balance.