I am really good at over-complicating things. (Don’t ask me how to run my own Blu-ray player even—I have to know what every button on the remote is for or I won’t use it. And I don’t. Because I lost the manual and there are too many options.)
But when life is simple—or rather when I take time to rejoice in simple things—I forget why I usually over-complicate my life. Dieter Uchtdorf, a man I admire, said, “There is beauty and clarity that comes from simplicity that we sometimes do not appreciate in our thirst for intricate solutions.”
Creative people love beauty but can get lost when they weave too many strands into a masterpiece. The beauty of simplicity is lost. I’ve found this out the hard way lately when deeply searching if a plot to a book is over-complicated. Pretty soon I see where I’ve dropped other threads because I was too busy weaving in another and things have become muddled, the colors unblended. (This is why I’m such an outliner usually. I don’t like to find these sections in my writing after I’ve written it so I combat it with plotting.) Now to blend the colors I’m doing a lot of frustrating rewriting. On the bright side, I’m learning a lot. They are such good lessons that perhaps some of them I’ll share on future posts. Perhaps….
But there are many simple things I’ve been able to rejoice in lately. I have also had a wonderful few months:
- Planting a seed and watching it grow into a beautiful plant.
- Watching thin, spindly growth sprout from a tree cutting, soon on its way to becoming taller than my house. (Imagine—something so fragile and small to something so huge!)
- Watching how a simple loaf of bread can bring a smile to a friend’s face.
- Discovering people I know helping other people with a humble meal when they hadn’t the physical means to feed their family that day.
- Canning an over-abundance of produce to store for another day. (A new skill for Steve and me!)
- Learning new skills.
- Sharing a book I love with a friend I love.
- Writing a new story.
- Listening to my kids play uninterrupted.
- Basking in the presence of women (like my mother) who know so much more than me.
With beauty before me, may I walk.
With beauty behind me, may I walk.
With beauty above me, may I walk.
With beauty below me, may I walk.
With beauty all around me, may I walk.
What an awesome prayer. I wish this for all of you!
Q4U: What simple things bring beauty to your life?