Don't get me wrong- I love beauty and creativity! I even feebly attempt to be creative and do beautiful things in my home, but then reality wakes me up and I realize I love my little furry cats with their claws and nasty little hair balls, despite the fact that the back of the sofa looks like it's been through a paper shredder and I'm still cleaning up vomit even though I haven't had a young child in the house for years. I love my home when my kiddos' friends are sprawled all over those shredded sofas, and coffee cups with their sticky milk and sugar rings cover the table, and brownie crumbs litter the kitchen floor and the sink is full of dishes and I have guys showing me how many brownies they can layer with caramel and marshmallow and then fit in their mouth. Because that is what The Happy Art is to me: it's about attending to the mess of today and loving it while reflecting and purposefully focusing on the eternal- Christ.
"Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God; But only he who sees, takes off his shoes - The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries." E. Browning
