So, I have to admit, lately, I have been ready to CLIMB THE WALLS. My living room is in the kitchen and dining room, my kids' bedrooms are spread between the living room, dining room and kitchen (who knew how much space beds took up??) and the bathroom is tossed in there somewhere as well. It's been like that for a week and a half now, so, the fact that the disaster is starting to get to me could be understandable, right? But, I just realized something. My house looks like this because God heard my cries and provided a way to do this:
See, we knew it had to be done, but we did NOT have the means to do it. I prayed and prayed and asked God to provide away, and He did!! He's been teaching us to be thankful in ALL things, in EVERY circumstance. I just had not been applying it to my MESS. So, rather than getting frustrated with the stacks of totes, the beds in the living room, the clothes from the closets draped on the couch and on the beds, I choose to be thankful for it, because this mess means that God answered me.