Friday, May 23, 2008

Letting go of perfect

You know...I must have looked at a thousand floor plans before I settled on the plan for our house. We waited for so many years...it was a huge, big deal. Imagine a family of 9 in a little 3 bed 1 bath. It wasn't terrible, but we were ready for more room. I agonized over the room dimensions, laundry room and closet placement, open living areas. Oh, and the kitchen.


The perfect kitchen. One where I can see the front and back yard and living areas while cooking and doing dishes (ok, so I don't really do dishes...). A kitchen with a huge island which seats 6. The professional grade 6 burner gas range. Can you visualize me doing my own cooking show?


Things which are supposed to be perfect seldom are, I've learned. The reality is this: the island only seats 4...well, only 3 because I let the bills and school papers pile up on one end...I couldn't afford the big gas range...and I couldn't even get the small one because the plumber didn't run a gas line!!!!!


I distictly remember walking through an empty, freshly framed house with the plumber pointing out, among other things, where the gas stove would be and where to run a gas line to the patio for a grill.


By the time I found out about the omission, it was too late. I threw a real tantrum - tears and everything. My perfect kitchen was ruined. I'll bet you feel real sorry for me, huh?


What does this have to do with Ralph? God knew what my future held at the time the house was being built. Thank goodness I didn't! He knew that my baby would need oxygen therapy and that I cannot have an open flame in the house.



This makes me chuckle. God is so good

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