Sunday, 19 December 2021

Time to Declutter

    This past week I decided that my life is too cluttered. From the amount of stuff I have around my home all the way to how many apps I have on the cell phone and everything in between. I decided my first task would be to clean up my "phone time" and stop aimlessly scrolling on Facebook when I need to "kill time" or just need a few minutes to myself to chill. When in reality screen time is not relaxing, it contributes to your "fight or flight" response. No, I have no research to back up this claim. I just know that for myself and a few other people I have spoken to that the less screen time they have the less stressed and overreact/ get triggered less.

    So instead of scrolling on Facebook I started using my time a little more wisely and decided to start "scheduling" my Facebook time. Yes, I know that sounds ridiculous, but this way I can still go on and post my blog, connect with friends and family but not spend so much time that I end up aimlessly scrolling. It's all about moderation.

    The first few days were great and I accomplished a lot. It went a little downhill though when I replaced 20 minutes of scrolling with an episode of a TV show on Netflix. Netflix is not bad either though, but this was not the point of the exercise. That being said, I watch very little V.

    Anyways, before I got distracted though I was making good progress, and of course we all know that growth is not linear, there will be up and downs, so I am not going to be hard on myself, simply learning as I go.

    The next area that I wanted to start decluttering was my phone, so I looked through all my apps, notes in my memo pad, and my gallery (mainly my screenshot album) and started cleaning out all the things I no longer need, use or want. I was pleasantly surprised by how much stuff I had on my phone that I no longer needed.

    After that, I wanted to tackle my purse, which took just a few minutes though because I regularly clean it out. I would like to clean out my wallet as well and see how many cards I have that I have no need for or use.

    I have started making mental notes of all the "stuff" that we have in our home and how once we move in the new year I want to decorate our new apartment and anything that does not find a home gets donated or sold instead of simply putting it into storage with the mindset that "someday I will use that." No, I am not a hoarder, we simply have lived in small spaces since day one and thus never have the room to use all the things that have been lovingly gifted to us or we have purchased over the years and I am now ready to make decisions about the items that have been sitting in storage for years.  We are hoping for a bigger apartment for the new year and are just waiting to hear back from the company, so with a bigger place, we can decorate with more things and thus figure out what stuff is in storage we want to keep. I am also tired of dusting and maintaining all the things we have on display currently, but I want to see how they will fit in our new home.

    I have read that mental clutter is a result of physical clutter. There are lots of quotes on the internet that state that sentence with more eloquence and sound more poetic, but the meaning stays the same. The more stuff, the more stress. At least that is how I am feeling these days. I am tired of having to schedule a time to clean and tidy my home when I would rather be reading a book or spending time with my family. Do not get me wrong though, our home is clean and tidy, but I suspect with less stuff it will take less time to keep clean. I once heard someone say that their goal was to have 80% of their home clean 80% of the time. I love this idea and want to start implementing it. You see, I am an all-or-nothing kind of person. If the dishes are not done but the counter, table, and floor are clean, the kitchen is still not clean. If the bathtub is not scrubbed, but the rest of the bathroom is clean, it is still not cleaned in my book. So not only am I going to reduce the amount of stuff I have I also want to start giving myself more grace if my home is not 100% spotless 100% of the time.

    This next part is my favorite. I am excited to clean out my closet. Said no women ever right? I have started making a mental list and now a partial physical pile of clothing that I either no longer like or simply never wear. I am going through my closet with the Marie Kondo method and weeding out the clothing that I no longer love and blessing others with it. The part that makes me excited about this part of my cleaning is because I am going, to be honest with myself and decide what clothing items bring me joy and confidence versus what I think other people want to see me wear or expect me to wear or clothing I am wearing trying to be someone else. No, clothing does not define a person, but it does tell the world around you and yourself who you are.

    The final step in my declutter, or at least for now, is my daily schedule and routine. For about a week I have been waking up early every morning about thirty minutes before I have to get up. A couple of mornings I went back to sleep and a couple of mornings I simply got up. I did not give much thought to my new wake times at first until one evening Blessing and I were out for our evening walk and was processing my daily schedule and praying through my frustration about my daily routine. During my prayer, I told God that I am tired of how my evenings run and how at best I have thirty minutes to myself before showing and climbing into bed. God then told me to get up at 4:30 am instead of 5 am and then explained what tasks that are normally in the evening or sometimes get skipped all together can be done in the mornings. I instantly felt relief and excitement to alter my routine in the coming days to alter my morning and evening routine giving me more downtown for both myself and my family. There are still lots of tweaking to do, but it is a start. It is funny how a few days ago I was a little annoyed because I wept waking up early, now I know God had a plan all along. God was simply preparing the way and then prepared me for it.

    I find it funny though that I have spent just over a week doing a lot of mental work in prep for this declutter, and yet only now, a week later I have finally found the time to write in my journal at 7 am on a Saturday, in my kitchen while a batch of cookies baking in the oven. Yes, you read that right. I am up and baking at 7 am on a Saturday. Actually, I was up at 4:30 this morning, got myself ready for the day, and then headed to the kitchen at 6 am to start baking cookies for all the family gatherings to attend over the next few weeks. I feel a little like Betty Crocker at the moment. In my kitchen at 6 am with my hair and makeup done for the day and dressed for this evening's activities while baking in prep for it.

    I pray friends that as we navigate through this busy time of year we can all take an inventory of our time, energy, "stuff", and resources and see if it does not only represent who we are but more importantly who God is and what He has done for us. I once saw a quote that said, "If you are too busy to pray, you are busier than God intended." Not exactly what we are talking about today, but if you spend all your time dusting your knickknacks and leave little to no time to spend with God, then it's kind of the same thing. We have too much stuff friends.

    I pray this post blesses and encourages you where ever it finds you today.

    God Bless

    ~Ruth



    Today's picture was taken when my hubby and I first got our camera a couple years ago. Taken down the road from my now late grandparent's cottage. This picture depicts a beautiful open field and open space and that is what I am working on making in my home and life. Open space and time.

    When I took this picture I gave very little though to it, we were simply walking down the road to the cemetery to visit the gave of some of my relatives. In fact the light and quality of this picture is not what I would choose today, which just goes to show my growth as a photographer, but more importantly it is no longer a "poor quality picture", it is a memory of the home and life that my grandparents build and a reminder to not take anything for granted.


Sunday, 12 December 2021

Jesus loves me, this I know.

     All my life I have struggled with knowing and accepting God's love for me. Yes, I know the Sunday school songs and John 3:16 but, it has never been heart knowledge for me. For years I have thought of Him as my Lord and Savior along with my provider and protector but never someone who loves me.

    Because I have never experienced His love for me or at least not in a way that spoke to my heart, I went to other sources for that love. Mainly my hubby. One problem though, my hubby, as amazing as he is, is not able to give me the love that I need from God, nor is he supposed to be able to give me that kind of love. As you can imagine that has put stress on our marriage over the years.

    Recently my hubby reminded me that I need to go to God for love, as he has many times before. This time though, it clicked in my mind and heart. Later that day I'm in the shower, crying, both literally and crying out to God asking Him to show me His love.

    He so clearly spoke to my heart and told me that He put Jesus on the cross because of how much He loves me.

    It finally started to hit me. Love is an action. God sending Jesus to the cross was and is the greatest act of love that mankind has ever seen and it is finally hitting home for me.

    I let the news settle for a few days with the intention of digging more into this new revelation. Unfortunately, a few days passed and I forgot. Then a week later I was in my journal and saw what I had written the day God first gave me the revelation and started praying over this new knowledge. I asked God to show me a scripture that started in plain English that He loves me. Outside of John 3:16 that is. Simply because I have taken that verse for granted for years and needed to see a "new" verse in a fresh way. He reminded me of 1st Corinthians 13:4-7. A passage that lists the actions and characteristics of someone who loves you. The first two are patience and kindness. That stopped me in my tracks. God has shown me patience and kindness countless times throughout my entire life. As the truth of this passage started to sink in over the next few days I started to notice a change in my spirit. I feel more confident in who I am and less of a need to prove myself to both those around me and to myself. All because I now know and understand just how much God loves me and knowing that someone thinks you are with dying for is a pretty big confidence builder. I feel calmer and find myself resting in my new self-esteem. What a joy these last few days have been. I'm excited to learn more about God's love for me and then show that love to those around me.

    Friends, I pray that you either know this truth already or are like me and are in the process of learning about God's amazing love for us. I also pray that we both continue to learn about God and deepen our relationships with Him.

    I pray this post finds you well this Sunday afternoon and blesses you.

    God Bless

    ~Ruth



Today's Photo is simply a photo that I love and am proud of.

Sunday, 5 December 2021

My Rings

    It's been six and a half years since we said "I do" and my hubby put my wedding ring on my finger, completing my set with my engagement ring. Then three years into our marriage I started a physically involved job that damaged my ring. I probably should not have been wearing it in the first place, but I did. So it went into my jewelry box until we could fix it. It then sat there for three years. Between not having the income to fix it and working a job that either did not allow it or was simply a bad idea, I have not touched it in years.

    Well, we are now finally in a much better financial position and my new job is significantly safer and involves less machinery than my previous jobs. So I took it to the local jeweler and had them fix it. The arms that hold the pink rock and one of the smaller white rocks on the engagement ring needed tightening. A week later I had my ring set on my finger, all shiny and new.

    I have been wearing cheap Walmart rings for years and missing my real one. Not anymore though. My rings are fixed and back on my finger where they belong. It is hard to believe that they are finally back. I have been waiting years, half of our married life to be exact and now they are back. It is hard to believe that it finally happened. Every now and then I look down to double-check that it was not all just a dream. At one point I started to wonder if we would ever be able to fix them.

    As I started writing this journal entry, I started to question myself. I thought, "Who cares that I fixed my wedding ring set. No one will want to read that blog post." Then I reminded myself that I care and that is all the reason I need to write it. I want to write more and practice my skills. I often think that I do not have a whole lot to write about, but it is time to stop listening to that lie and start writing. So here it is, and to those who also feel insecure about their writing or other skill, remember that you are, I care and most importantly God cares. God gave you your craft and skill set for a reason. So use it and bring Him glory, after all, that is why He put us on earth.

    So go. Go, get a pen and piece of paper, a cup of your favorite drink, and a cozy chair and let your imagination run free. Be blessed my friends and enjoy your God-given skills and talents.

    Ps. If you are like me and spelling and grammar are not your best friend. Use grammerly.



Today's photo is my ring set, back from the jeweler. I love how beautifully it sits on the cushion of late grandfather's rocking chair. I tried to use a point background but it was not working. I guess you can have too much pink.😉 Who would have thought. 💁

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