For the past several months I have had this undying urge to simplify. I call it my “quest for less.” We don’t live extravagantly, but still I am well aware that we have more than we truly need. It can get pretty chaotic around here and so I’ve gained this overwhelming sense that less is more. I’m purging stuff and I’m conscious not to over-schedule ourselves. I don’t want to be busy for the sake of being busy. My general thought process is this: if it doesn’t benefit my family, my relationships or the Kingdom of God, I try not to do it.
My husband has had to put up with some pretty crazy ideas on my “quest for less.” At first I wanted to move him to Old Sturbridge Village. You know, for a “simpler” life. Then I tried to convince him that it would be a good idea to retire to a village in Africa and live in a house made out of recycled plastic bottles (eco-friendly and energy efficient!).
My latest idea came from tinyhousefamily.com. We could build ourselves a 200 sq. foot home out of reclaimed materials we found on craigslist and live completely debt free. Except neither of us are very good with power tools.
I recognize these are not valid options for our family, but all of these scenarios remind me that I really could do with less. Instead of desiring more space, I’ve been donating stuff. Because I don’t actually need a bigger linen closet, I just need fewer towels.
When I free myself from the clutter, I find I have more time to actually live. There’s less stress. And it helps me to focus on the things that matter. And in focusing on things that matter, I find I slowly transform into the person I was intended to be. Living a life of purpose. So that’s my motto lately:
Simplify. Live. Transform.