Simple. Not embellished in any way. Just the barest necessities. Guess what? That isn't a reason to be sad or in distress. Mama Ina Mae always said, "Simple can be elegant."
For a girl who loves glitter and embellishments, it took me longer than others to discover the glorious beauty of the simple. Time taught me the value of clean lines and white spaces in art and décor. The Love-of- my- Life pointed out tonight that we are never going to be accused of being minimalist. He is right. But with every passing year, I am more enthralled with simple décor, simple wardrobes (with plenty of accessories) and simple plans. Perhaps, elaborate is overrated.
This year, many will look to the basic and simple traditions to get them through the emotional loss of being with loved ones. What are the bare bones traditions that strike a chord in our hearts? How can that tradition be simplified so that the meaning isn't lost?
Our niece, Monica, shared this thought and image today:
"The first Christmas was pretty simple. It's okay if yours is, too."
Christmas happened in the stable of an inn, in the little town of Bethlehem. The angels sang to simple shepherds camping out with their flocks in the fields outside of the sleepy little town. Sure, angels sang... that was pretty spectacular... but Mary and Joseph had no time or resources to prepare the stable for guests. Still, they welcomed each one who arrived with smiles while Mary pondered the wonder of it in her heart.
"But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart." -Luke 2:19
The humble, simplicity of the miracle of God incarnate. Come to the world to rescue us from our perpetual bad choices, pride, and inability to follow directions. He came not to judge, but to save. It's all pretty simple. Pretty amazing. It's all grace.
Today, I am grateful for simple.
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