This is how I LIKE my kitchen to look:
Fly Lady) but this is far from reality in my world. I just noticed that I forgot my big stock pot on the radiator (bottom left) and that the towels aren't perfectly folded/positioned on the stove but this is just a friendly reminder that clean doesn't have to be perfect....and that I'm far from perfect.
So 10 hours before the above picture, I took the following picture. This is the scene that made me gasp until I realized that even such a disaster can be a good thing.
- containers prepared to be filled with apricot pureed baby food
- stock pot is sterilizing jars for apricot butter
- orange pot is cooking the apricot puree (after it cooked down a bit, I filled my "baby containers" and added a little sugar to the remaining puree to make apricot butter)
- cookie sheet drying behind the stove top was used to make cookies...the day before
- 2 half gallon jars and sugar container for making kombucha
- crock pot full of leftover chicken and a handful of vegetable scraps simmering into a wonderful chicken broth
- sink completely full of dishes, dishwasher full of clean dishes (hint: empty the dishwasher BEFORE food prep so that dirty dishes have a place to go other than the sink....someday I may take my own advice.)
- Tomatoes ripening in the window.
- blender which was first used to puree the apricots and then used to make my apricot, avocado, and banana smoothie (I know, weird combo but it was actually very good!)
- another bucha container
- toaster which made toast for the kiddos snack
- another crock pot which later housed dinner (it was only a couple of days ago yet I have no clue what we had for dinner that night. It all tends to blur together.)
- coffee can for collecting scraps for my chickens.
I learned that sometimes I need to change my perspective which will in turn change my attitude. In the midst of my mess the other day, I become completely overwhelmed. I was mad that I was tackling too many projects (as I'm known to do), I was grumbling that my kitchen was too small and grumbling that my family expected too much from me (couldn't they make me dinner just once??). I was whining, "How am I ever going to clean up this mess?" And then God tapped me on the shoulder. Amazingly I heeded his summoning and I took a step back so that I could look at my work in a different light. When I changed my perspective, I could see the beauty in this messy kitchen. I am thankful that I have a kitchen in which to work. I am thankful that I have a family and an extended family (my daycare kiddos) in which to feed. I am thankful that I have food in which to feed my family with. I have so much to be thankful for. I am thankful that I have a God that loves me enough to give me a gentle reminder that sometimes perceived burdens are truly blessings.
God, open my eyes so that I can see the blessings everyday, in the everyday tasks, that you have so graciously bestowed upon me.
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