slow and steady

I'm just over a week away from my one year anniversary of home ownership. I can honestly say this is one of the best things I've ever done in my life. Last night I hung a few pieces on my living room wall which completes my wall decor in that room (with the exception of one small frame that I need to find a picture for, on a small wall). It is hard to accurately express how happy I am each time I hang something up. Before I hang it up I envision where it will go, I measure, sometimes I even send pictures to friends for their feedback. Once it is up there, I generally find myself stopping my tracks when I walk into that room over the next few days, and just taking it all in. Basking in the glow that is home.

The process of deciding what goes up on my walls has taught me that I am decidedly quite picky about decor. The decorating process has clearly taken me a bit of time. It drives me crazy that some walls are still bare (like my entire bedroom!) but I really do enjoy the process of deciding what goes where. I love that a lot of what I've decorated with has a deeper meaning to me. There are serving platters that were given to Nanny and Grandad for their wedding, a painting that belonged to Medz Mama, a poster-sized print of a picture I took on the beach at Sarasota, a print of one of my good friend's paintings, a painting that was a gift from the artist (a dear friend), and so on... A friend of mine gave me a beautiful quote printed on a small canvas, and it fits beautifully right next to the door going in to my room; I love reading it before I go sleep each night.

So, clearly, I've been very intentional about setting up my home. And very, very slow. It occured to me today that God is working similarly in my life. He has been anything but quick when it comes to completing "rooms" in my life, but what He has done in my life has been intentional, it has meant something. I need to trust in that.