Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Peeved

Several things happened today that have made me question my existence. 
These are in no particular order. 
I was scrolling my Instagram feed this evening. Maybe it's me or the feed I've created but I simply do not understand how an all white room with a farmhouse or a gather sign on the wall can garner 4,000 likes. 
How? It's all so much sameness. 
Anita Diaz of Far Above Rubies was talking about it recently. I tried to find the post for you but couldn't. 
Follow her on Instagram if you want to add color to your feed. 
I made a mistake when I joined it because my Instagram was going to be private since my Facebook was public. I should start over and call it Let's Add Sprinkles but I'm too tired of it to do that. 


This photo got 54 likes. It was cropped a little differently for Instagram. 
There's white but also some color. There are vintage collectables which I find interesting. 


This one got 32 likes. It's got the ubiquitous wooden cutting boards but it's got cuteness with the copper molds. 
I was following an Instagramer, I can't remember who but I wouldn't tell you anyway. She posts the same 8 photos over and over and over again. 
How does she keep her followers that way? 
I think I need to stay off of that platform for a while. It's not deep or informative like a blog post. 

Which leads me to peeve number two. 
I was scrolling Facebook and a big blogger/influencer announced the bloggers for some renovation challenge. All of them are young! 
Bitter (almost 60 year old), "Your table is ready." 
It wasn't this post alone that had me feeling like companies are reaching out to younger bloggers. 
I've had that sense for a while now but it still irks. 
There is interest and wisdom with belongings and decor that have been gathered over the years. 

Peeve number three is something I found out about today. 
Initially, I was filled with joy but now I just want to cry because my friends, colleagues and I payed a high price because of the actions of another person. 
We can't go back. It can't be undone. 


If God let us in on His timetable, would we operate differently? 
Imagine a whisper, "This thing that you want- that you hope for, it will take 60 years."
"This trial will be over in two years."
"This longing that you have, it will never be fulfilled."   
Life would be different, if we knew how things were going to end. 
Would I do things differently if God laid out a road map for me? 
Would I lose heart knowing I had a 60 year wait for something? 
Would I stick something out had I known it was for only two years? 
Would I reach despair if a longing was left unsatisfied? 
I really don't know. 


The past two years have been a struggle at times. Society puts great value on having a career. 
I had one - it came to an end but I've gotten into a groove. My days are full and I am pretty content. 
Yet, there is a longing for something - a longing to influence and have impact even if it's only about some pretty decorating post. 
I really just have to say that God knows what He is doing. I have faith that He has mapped out the course for my life. He is still good. He is still faithful.


Even though I'm annoyed and sad for all of us that were impacted by another. 
I know that God knows what He is doing and it will all be okay.

"But blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord, whose confidence is in him. They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes, its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit." Jer.17:7-8
Good night! 
Katie