This week I got a dose of perspective from a bowl of pears. A simple silly bowl of pears that taught me a valuable lesson that I’m so grateful for. You see I went to bed the other night dreaming up a tablescape [I blogged it here] with the pumpkins that I had picked up from our local farm stand & I really wanted to include some pears from our farm. I repeat, pears from our farm. I didn’t think much of it, but as we fell asleep I told Jose about my idea of the pears. So, with coffee the next morning he also brought me a giant bowl of pears. From our farm. A big beautiful bowl of pears from our farm. I looked at the bowl of pears and said “Thanks, these will work perfect.” like it was completely normal. I got to setting the table with the pears from our farm & it hit me like a ton of bricks. My husband went out to our yard and picked me pears out of our yard. Two years ago Jose was preparing to get out of the military & we were about to leave North Carolina & move to Michigan. We had lived in North Carolina our entire marriage, we had become adults there, endured pain there, found ourselves there, celebrated there, made our best friends there, built our entire life there, & we were leaving it all behind. We were scared, unsure, had no concrete plans, & just knew that moving “home” was where God wanted us even though it wasn’t on the top of our list. Fast forward to today & we are living our dream. We have our dream home, we get to live out our passions for creativity and renovations in our home, we get to live on a farm that we are so excited to utilize soon, we get to do this dream together as best friends, & I get to pick pears in my yard. That bowl of pears looked me dead in the eye & said “You are living your dream Liz!” & in that moment the fact that we were surrounded by a complete construction zone in our house went away. I swear I’m not on drugs, it was just one of those moments where a simple little thing like a bowl of fruit reminded me that I was exactly where God wanted me to be & reminded me to drop to my knees and say thank you for all that we have. Two years ago I was so scared & I wasn’t trusting that God had a plan & today a bowl of pears showed me God’s plan.  It’s hard living in a mess of a fixer upper day to day especially when you are a clean freak, but that bowl of pears reminded me to see the beauty in the mess. I will be doing a post on the “mess” soon, but today I decided to just share the beauty I’ve shared this week on Instagram [here] among the mess…

I am so thankful for the reminders to be thankful in every single moment. I read something today on Ann Voskamps Facebook that said “Faith thanks God in the middle of the mess, Faith thanks God in the middle of the night, Faith thanks God in the middle of the story — Because it believes in the relentless goodness of Him who will won’t stop writing till there’s good at the end of this story.” Pretty powerful words & a pretty powerful way we should all live our lives. I hope my bowl of pears can remind you to be thankful for the journey you are on. You are right were God wants you & no matter what a mess everything seems to be, it’s a beautiful mess & God is right there with you. Find the beauty in every moment. Thank you guys so much for stopping by the blog today & for following me on Instagram to see what beauty I am seeing in my everyday life. xx

See my rustic pumpkin and pear centerpiece [here]