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30 November 2014

What makes that place we live home? (AND a giveaway!)


I always loved going to my Nana and Pop-pop's house - as a little girl but even more so as I've gotten older.

Always cluttered and crowded and with the thermostat set high enough that I felt like I was back home in Niger, it definitely did not demonstrate the latest in decorating styles and fashions...

But?

Their house literally oozed welcome and warmth and love ~ 

  • from the daybed in the dining room covered in pillows to give it a couch-like feel to the puppy statues on the steps in the entry way...
  • from the elasticized permanent tablecloth always covering the kitchen table that had to be scootched to get to the stairs to the downstairs to the walls covered with framed photos of kids, grandkids and great-grandkids... 
  • from the porch swing that creaked with every sway to the below-grade toilet in the basement bathroom (that also had a shower where even I had to stoop to step in) that I was terrified to flush because I could never do it the right way and always ended up with a mess...
Nana and Pop-pop's house might never have qualified for a how-to inspiration in Better Homes and Gardens, but they loved their home, clearly cared for their space, and warmly welcomed those visiting in their home. Cookies and fruit accessibly scattered throughout the kitchen, smells of yummy food wafting, candy in candy jars in every room, a porch swing with coffee first thing in the morning, and several TVs in different rooms for everyone's viewing pleasure.

Stenciling deer and acorns in the master bedroom of Tim's parents' house was our very first attempt at decorating/remodeling - as expecting newlyweds!

Nana's and Pop-pop's house was the first place I thought of as I read Myquillyn Smith's The NESTING Place ~ It doesn't have to perfect to be beautiful.

If you follow the Nester's blog, you'll already be familiar with Myquillyn's ideas for home decorating. As the book jacket says, "Myquillyn Smith has spent years helping readers accept and find beauty in the imprefections in their homes and in their lives.... Join [her] on her quest to love the incomplete and unfinished and mismatched areas of life and home." While I don't follow her blog every day, I have participated in her 31 days blog challenges and I do like to check in to her blog from time to time. Some of her ideas, I find totally over the top or impractical, especially for my family of ten, and especially especially as for the bulk of my married life with kids, I've lived on the backside of the Sahara Desert with not so much easily available when it comes to decorating schemes. 


One example? This mural. I was SO. PROUD. of it when we did it (even though I look back at the photos now and cringe)! Our Wrightlings loved i!. They had three "pieces" of furniture in their bedroom: a bunk bed that was shaped to kinda look like the cartoon versions of Noah's ark, a large and quilted mat to cover a portion of the ugly-tile-covered and unforgiving-to-toddler heads concrete floor, and a woven basket filled with the few toys they were able to bring when we moved. The large painting on the wall, the stencils halfway up - it helped make their room look like the busy place a children-under-six's should be,  a place they loved to be... loved to play... and which provided hours if imagination and fun as we made up stories for the animals painted on that wall.


Myquillyn, in The Nesting Place, points out that the key to decorating a house so that it feels more like a home to live in... and not a museum with exhibits to admire... is intentionality. And it was something Tim and I accidentally accomplished in both of the instances pictured above. We haven't always done that because we've forgotten points outlined in Myquillyn's book.

To create an intentional space, one that reflects your own individuality, sense of beauty and creativity, you need to, well... be intentional! Conside the following as you "build" spaces... and then decorate and furnish those spaces:
  1. places to connect ~ "...prioritize good conversation and be sure [to] have adequate, comfortable seating so people will stick around."
  2. safe places to make mistakes ~ "lower my standards for myself first, be forgiving of my own mistakes, and allow others to see me laughing at myself... display and use the imperfect in my home..."
  3. places of inspiration ~ "...collect inspiring mementos and show them off unashamed, regardless of the trends."
  4. places of authenticity ~ "...learn to embrace the imperfect, find the beauty in the undone, the haphazard and the unkempt, the everydayness, and the mess... find the beauty in what is... accept that the messes unique to my home are a sign of a full and beautiful season of life."
  5. places of comfort ~ "...stop apologizing and focus on others instead of on myself... [serving] people, not [expecting people to] serve and protect our fancy stuff."
  6. places of rest ~ "...practice resting in the midst of the undone, even if that means letting the dirty dishes sit so I can laugh with a friend who stopped by."
  7. places of joy ~ "...surround myself with people and places and memories... that bring me joy."
  8. places of contentment ~ "...practice gratitude... [saying] out loud things... that I'm thankful for instead of dwelling on what I think is missing."
~ from the chapter entitled
 "Embracing the True Purpose of  Your Home,"
 p. 69 in The Nesting Place

Not only was the book a delightful read, with lots of great pictures, good ideas and amusing personal stories, Myquillyn challenges women (and other readers) to consider the true purposes of the spaces in which we dwell and asks her readers to consider if in creating those spaces, we are 
  • self-focused... or others focused
  • people-oriented... or things oriented
  • authentic... or concerned with a desired veneer
  • content... or covetous
  • thankful... or ungrateful for God's present provision
My grandparents may have had a cluttered, cramped and crazy-mismatched bunch of stuff at their house, but in creating a place that they loved, that was filled with memories, that encouraged visiting and conversation, that welcomed - the decorating faux-pas didn't even matter.

It was a place I couldn't wait to be.

I hope, someday, that I truly absorb these lessons and that my home becomes the same - a haven of welcome and love.

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Now... the part about the giveaway...

I'd LOVE to send someone my copy of this book, particularly if you think its message might encourage and challenge you - in a good way.

If you'd like to be entered in drawing, leave a comment here or on Facebook... I'll have Mary Michelle pick a name out of a hat... and we'll send it along. We'll draw names one week from today!


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27 October 2013

31 days... of dinner chez les Wrightlings... Homemade lasagna... noodles and all {day 27}


Several years ago, I tried making homemade lasagna noodles. I think I considered it an epic fail. But it is one of those things that I've had on my list to try again... someday...

Saturday, October 25, 2013 became that some day.

I figured I already had the other stuff frozen as far as relative ease in pulling together the rest of the meal.

I thought my family would be home to eat it with me when I put it on the menu plan.

And on the coldest week of this fall yet, on that Saturday, I knew we weren't planning on traveling - but rather at home, cleaning the house and just hanging out.

And I made lasagna from scratch... noodles and all... although my little smarty-mouth daughter (I'll let you wonder which one) informed me that unless I milled my own flour, I couldn't say it was from scratch.

I wasn't too happy with that comment, oh daughter of mine...

One true comment? 

Rolling out lasagna noodles was more work than I expected. Not difficult, but just required more physical energy/strength than I figured it would. That might have something to do with strep throat... But then again, maybe if we all spent more time doing the work required to prepare our food, we'd find it easier to maintain a healthy weight.

Just wondering?



We actually fit at the table... since the second shift didn't arrive to eat until more 
than an hour later.





Everyone liked the homemade noodles!
I'm pretty sure I'll be doing it again.

It has to get easier with practice.



Yummy oatmeal cake (with the most delightful butterscotch icing that I've decided will be wonderful on doughnuts the next time I make them)!

Uncle Harold, Cousin Mike, Tim and Jonathan joined us and echoed earlier sentiments... even had compliments on the home made Italian dressing...

Sometimes a twist on a good 'ole standard is a pretty good way to go.


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21 June 2013

Five Minute Friday ~ Rhythm

There's a definite rhythm to missionary life - goodbye... hello... goodbye... hello...

But then again, in this day and age, this world that we live in, isn't that pretty much the rhythm of all life - from first hellos to final goodbyes?

That doesn't make it any easier, for anyone, in any place, at any time, in any position or "calling."

I strive to do well those hellos - not always easy for more introverted types like myself. But practicing hospitality, investing in people personally, being neighborly and taking the first step - they are choices and skills that I can work at, areas where I can improve.

It has only been after having kids, after having limped through this rhythmic cycle a few times, that I've finally conceded - goodbyes are just as important and require just as much (if not more) effort and investment.

Paul thought so... at least I assume he did as Acts records several (7, I think) specific farewells.

Friends of our recently helped two precious first grade best friends bid farewell well... 


Don't you think?

And yes, tears roll when I watch this video. My little one is still sad - she talks about and misses her friend. But she smiles... and remembers... each time this plays...

She asks to watch it, a lot!

(PS Just in case you are wondering? Yes, Elsie Mae is wearing her pjs in this video. And no, that isn't an unusual thing. She'd often change to pjs to play... much more comfy!)


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Yes... it is much later on a Friday night for me to be posting this week ~ but I've been able to spend precious hours with Pop-pop (my grandfather). 

There's still time for you to join in, too - quite a bit of time, actually. I'd love to see you there!


1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community...




10 December 2012

Encountering Jesus ~ Found to Follow

The next day Jesus decided to leave for Galilee. Finding Philip, he said to him, “Follow me.”
Philip, like Andrew and Peter, was from the town of Bethsaida. (John 1.43-44)
Before looking too closely at these verses, I did a quick crash course entitled "Who was Philip, disciple of Jesus?" Where is he mentioned in the Biblical account, other than as the guy usually listed fifth in any recording of the disciples?  Some speculate (based on church tradition) Philip asked to "bury his father" before following Jesus. The text doesn't specifically identify which disciple, however. In John 6, Jesus tests Philip, asking him how they could provide a meal for the 5000 plus crowd listening to Jesus teach. Shortly after the Lord raises Lazarus, Philip helps some Greeks visiting Jerusalem for the purpose of celebrating the Passover Feast "encounter" Jesus. Philip is Greek name so possibly he spoke Greek and could function as a bridge for those foreigners desiring to interact with the Lord. Finally, Philip doubted the unity of Jesus and the Father, struggling to believe that in seeing Jesus, he had already seen God. This gave the Lord a beautiful opportunity to teach His disciples about the amazing, beyond human comprehension unity He shared with His Father. 

I was surprised at how many times Philip actually came to the forefront in the course of the Gospels. Apparently he was a more prominent disciple than I'd ever noticed before.


Once I moved on to actually reading this passage, I noticed immediately that the other three men (Andrew, an unnamed disciple - possibly John, and Peter) all sought Jesus. They had been looking and waiting for Him, finally finding Him and recognizing that He was the One for Whom they'd been searching, waiting, hoping... 

Not so with Philip

Jesus had made up His mind that it was time to return to Galilee, so He would be leaving the Bethsaida and her environs - but before He did, He found Philip. 

I was curious because you can find something - as in stumble across it... or you can find something - as in search extensively and locate it

According to Strong's, in the Greek either meaning could be inferred by the use of this particular word. However, those really smart people who write concordances and know all about Greek think that this isn't a search, discover, find scenario. Rather, it is more like Jesus was on His way and in the process fell in with... started walking alongside, if you will, Philip. That bothered me at first. A lot, in fact.


I hoped... wanted actually, to dig deep and discover that from the text, I could infer that Jesus had actively, persistently, sought Him out. (Which is, by the way, a dangerous Bible study habit - because then I can tend to try and make the Bible say what I want to say, Informing the Lord what I think He should be teaching... rather than letting Him teach and lead me.)

And I couldn't. And so I had to stop there and think and pray for a bit - actually for more than a bit. The "box" I had pre-constructed for the Lord, at least in this particular scenario, limited Jesus to actively, unceasingly seeking out those He wants to follow Him. That may be the case other times. It doesn't appear to be so here. Instead, Jesus was going about doing what His Father had Him going about to do and "fell in with" Philip.

To fall in with someone means to become involved with that individual, to concur with or harmonize with. Jesus was on His way elsewhere, but He took the time to walk alongside and join with Philip for those moments. And after those moments, He offered Philip an alternative to his present path. He invited Philip to follow Him. I pondered the implications of that thought.

Jesus walked along with Philip - perhaps only He and Philip know for how long - experienced Philip's path and direction and then with no criticism, He offered Philip a different possibility. He asked Philip to take a new road and to begin following Him. And when He offers Philip the opportunity to follow, Jesus offers Philip the path of steadfastly clinging to Him, conforming to and seeking His example in both living and in dying. 

What a powerful model for evangelism! 

Possibly, God will direct me to "fall in with" someone for a time, understand their life, their world... traveling their road together for a bit before I can invite her to join me walking the "Jesus road" as a fellow disciple of the Lamb of God. I call myself a missionary. That idea certainly bears further contemplation and discernment for application! 

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How do you see this idea of "falling in with" prior to inviting others to "follow" Jesus playing out in your life?



this week's gratitude list:

(#'s 3350 - 3373) 

finally finals week is here... vacation is right around the corner!

grades mostly done and entered into the computer

a whole month off school to hang out with my kiddos, work on Elsie Mae and M&M's reading

friends gave us some white Christmas tree lights to replace the string where only the red blinking ones still functioned

a Tuscan evening

friends and Christmas doughnuts Saturday morning

Anna reading to both the K and 1st grade classes

barbecued pork in the crock pot with cornbread, corn and totally fresh, totally from scratch pineapple upside down cake for her birthday

a 12 year old who started reading Hunger Games about 2 heartbeats after she woke up that morning

new haircut

a lovely day, midweek, home with M&M ALL day!

watching Thing 2 (the boy goat) and Rebekah "fight"

purring, snuggling kitties

hearing my son should be a lawyer, which made me smile

exams written, grading keys made

students excited about math "cheat" cards

gingerbread cookies

hot chocolate with peppermint

cinnamon spiced coffee with breakfast

purging stuff

white elephant gift exchanges hilarity

looking at ticket prices and travel dates


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