Slightly Askew

Everything in the living room is just a little off. The chairs don't quite swivel as they should to view morning's arrival.

I hosted my first baby shower Saturday evening, fifteen women in our living room to celebrate new life. A living room that daily has seating for six or seven accomodated many more. We were cozy and everything was left sort of askew.

And isn't that the point. As we humans walk close to one another, we are left changed. We feel it, something askew in our hearts. We start to move our heart stuff around, but never find the exact same place for it. And so in our closeness we are changed, for good or for bad, we can't interact without change.

And isn't that His plan for us in fellowship, working as one body, to change and be changed to reflect glorious love, true and tender affection for one another.

I pull my chair to proper swivel distance from the wall so that while I write I can see the day come, light pushing back dark, and I make a list of those who should come, who should make me rearrange my heart's living room once more.

And I count the ways He has revealed Himself in these weekend moments of being rearranged.

:: a husband fluffing the nest because of love for his bride ::

:: cheese and garlic, tomato and basil, chocolate and fruit ::

:: sitting close for conversation ::

:: friends to cook alongside ::

:: sinks full of the dishes ::

:: a dishwasher ::

:: introducing others to my kitchen ::

:: being good for one another ::

:: a mama of four ::

:: babies ::