Simplicity is a concept I’ve been learning much of since becoming a mom. Baby shows up and life suddenly gets far more complicated and yet far simpler at the same time. Honestly, three kids later, I still struggle at times with how many things just aren’t doable in this season, but I’ve also learned to really embrace the richness of life right now in all its simplicity. Seeing my children grow, experiencing their daily joys and frustrations, doing life with my husband, deepening our marriage roots, finding new appreciation of a good book, a good movie (and really appreciating when there’s time to actually finish them), letting go of a lot of expectations while still looking forward to new seasons ahead. It’s a beautiful thing, simplicity. Not always easy, but good.
There’s an old song called “Simple Gifts” that I’ve loved ever since I was a kid. As a child it was really just the lilting, pretty tune that appealed to me, but as an adult, and particularly as a mom who’s struggled through the challenges of early motherhood, I’ve come to really appreciate the words. It goes something like this:
‘Tis a gift to be simple, ‘tis a gift to be free,
‘Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be,
And when we see ourselves in a way that is right,
We will live in a valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gained,
To live and to love, we will not be ashamed.
To turn and to turn will be our delight,
Till by turning, turning we turn around right.
Simplicity is a gift, my friends. I don’t think life was meant to be as hectic as we often make it. Some of that is inevitable, by all means; life happens in seasons, and some seasons are crazier than others. May we embrace simplicity in the ways that we can, though, and not miss the delight of the everyday. The everyday is a gift in itself.