Eight weeks ago we moved. Although it was just down the street, the same moving process had to occur as if we were going cross-country. As I dug through boxes day after day I began to fall into anxiety. Having anxiety over a disorderly home isn’t something I’m proud of, but something I’m still struggling with.
I realize it’s a petty concern compared to more serious life issues, but it’s a real issue for many people. When I talk to other women, particularly, they also harbor frustration and shame that the state of their home could cause so much distress. The disorder of unpacking reminded me of a good truth my husband said to me years ago.
When Bradley, our oldest, reached the mess-making age my husband got a full glimpse of my issue with disorder. Up until then, I had full control over the placement of each toy and blankie. I wouldn’t go to bed until everything was in its place, so that the next morning I could awake to order.
One afternoon JD found me in tears as I struggled to sort toys and regain control over my domain. A much more laid-back housekeeper, I’m sure this behavior was unbelievable to him. But instead of chastising me or calling me what I was–a control freak–he said something I’ll never forget. “Macie, it’s OK. Nothing here can’t be undone. It can all go back to the way it was. Try to relax.”
This is a small glimpse into a huge truth. Life is full of different ways to ruffle your feathers and even steal your feathers completely. Time and time again families are hit with circumstances that leave them feeling as though there is no hope–as if it can never be undone.
But over and over again the Bible speaks of the Lord’s authority and victory over disorder, injustice and yes, even death. Throughout the Old and New Testament verses speak of a Lord that will come and “undo” every wrong that was done to His creation.
Nothing, my friend, can’t be undone.
The Sovereign LORD will wipe away the tears from all faces;
he will remove his people’s disgrace from all the earth. The LORD has spoken.