“But all things should be done decently and in order.” I Corinthians 14:40
I had a closet. It was horrid. It started out with good intentions. But a year of searching for this and that and a few more items stuffed in, and well, I’ll let the pictures tell the story:
The This closet was originally going to be my pantry. But…Mr. Piano needed storage for the stuff that will someday go to an office. I wanted custom shelves…but, my brother never seemed to have the time for the shelves and they cost money…. the crates started out in a neat stack with a few things on top. But… (yes, there is another but) eventually, Mr. Piano needed a piece of music from one of the bottom crates and the rest is history. Long story, short. We lived with it as is. Until we couldn’t.
This past weekend I decided to organize the closet and use a utility shelf. I wanted to paint it white, but I wanted the mess organized more, so I just went with the utilitarian gray. Someday, I still have hopes of this being a custom organized pantry. In the meantime, it is in much better shape. I’ll let the photo’s show you:
This closet is now, officially, the most organized spot in my house. This is sad. I walk by and peek in several times a day just to calm the chaos swirling around in my head and my house. It is amazing how quickly the organizing thread can unravel. It only takes a year give or take a month or two.
(Yes, we have a curtain for a closet door. Okay? Thanks.)
I’m pretty sure this closet is a metaphor for something. Something that may be askew in my life. Is it possible that while I’m organizing the hidden places in my home (and the not so hidden) that I will also be on a journey to find balance in those hidden places deep in my soul?
Balancing in Grace,
“She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.” –Proverbs 31:27