(This is what it looks like underneath my couch.)
I agonized a year before I tried Facebook. I like to agonize over things. I was afraid of being defriended, which happened. Miraculously, I was still alive afterwards.
Right now I am agonizing over pinterest. Everybody is there. I like people. I like my friends. I want to be at the party. If I am honest, pinterest scares me more than Facebook.
I stare at the home page that has samplings of all the vibrant colors and perfect symmetry.
It feels ethereal and dreamy, a world where everything is glossy and breathtaking.
Oh, the clothes, the cute hair! The cupcakes! The perfect rooms in houses! The hanging little lights! The perfect bodies in yoga stretches! The beautiful places around the World! All the organic goodness!
- Sometimes I wear the same clothes two days in a row but, not underwear. I don’t want you to worry too much.
- I can only French braid Barbie hair not my daughter’s real hair.
- I once found underneath my couch, two dozen shriveled up carrots and vitamins deposited by my son, assumedly, they had been there for quite some time.
- My nails always have smudges when I actually paint them.
- Once I was helping a kid at camp with a Jacob’s ladder craft. I could not get it to work right. So, I laid the pile of wood and ribbon in his hands, and told him that when the glue dried it would work just right. (This was not a true statement.)
- I have burnt frozen pizza. Cooking makes me so frustrated I just dump things together and hope for the best. Hoping cannot help the hopeless meals I make.
- When I run, I actually want to be walking the whole time, it’s all I think about.
- I recently wrote a guest post about preventative maintenance to a money saving website for Mom’s. I mentioned I used Drano in it. In the comments section a firestorm erupted at my use of something so toxic. You would have thought I was possibly the most horrible mother that ever lived. (I played the anonymous card that cyberspace allows.)
That is the truth of it, I feel very un-pin-able.
I am guessing we all feel that way sometimes. It is not an excuse to stay hidden away. I want to join in, even if I will never be the poster girl for pinterest. I want to gather inspiration, connect, and uplift others in community.
Sometimes I worry about a world where we leave behind what is ugly, where we can un-tag ourselves from the past, where we can photo shop to perfection.
This day, I encourage you to remember there are things that make us all un-pin-able, but God doesn’t care about those things.
He takes the broken, un-beautiful facets of who we are and makes them into something new.
I am pretty thankful about that!