When Less = More

One of the blogs that I follow is Becoming Minimalist.  I wish I could tell you how I ended up at this blog.  Typically it starts with me reading an email and clicking a link.  I then read something on that page and click a link which takes me to another link and then to another link and then to another link which then leads me to something like Becoming Minimalist.

One of my goals is to reduce what we have and what we spend our money on so that I can enjoy my life without all the distractions and the clutter.  I am not just talking about what’s inside my home either.  I am also talking about my time.  We live a very fast paced life, always on the go.  I can remember moments in our life where we had so much going on that we would be double and triple booked.  We would have to make decisions about who would get to go to which function and who would have to miss which function so that we could get it all done.  Sometimes, we would call in reinforcements to help us get the schedule completed – Grandparents to the rescue.  I remember a year when we did not take a vacation one summer because of all the activities that my children were a part of did not allow us to squeeze even a weekend trip in.

Living this way is not really living to me.  I want to enjoy my life.  I want to soak up the moments without the distractions of what’s still left to mark off on my to do list.  I want to be present for that home run hit or that straight A award.  Now, don’t get me wrong.  I know that there are those things that are unavoidable.  There are scheduling conflicts and there are times when I know I will not always be able to be there but what if. . .

What if, I did not have to worry about my daughter having a friend come over to play because I knew that the toilets were clean and that the clothes were put away.  I knew this, because I was not so over committed that I had time to be home and to clean my toilets and my children had just what they needed in clothing and not an over abundance that stuffed every drawer and packed the closets so tight that if one more thing was squeezed in they would explode.

What if, I could just sit out on the back porch with my husband while he grilled dinner and I could just enjoy a conversation with him instead of worrying how we were going to make ends meet this month because we over extended our financial commitments in a couple of different areas.

What if, I could just tell my son that because we no longer wasted money on eating out we had some extra funds so that he could have those guitar lessons that he really wants.

What if, What if, What if. . .

What if, we just dropped out of the rat race altogether and just lived.  What if we let God provide for us in our time of need?

Philippians 4:19 And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.

2 Corinthians 9:8 And God is able to bless you abundantly, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work.

How much more fulfilling and fruitful would my life be?  How much more would we really have by owning less?