What a mess!

Do you ever just feel like a mess? Yesterday I went to take a drink and something felt weird in my mouth. Maybe even moving? I immediately spit it out all over the floor to discover a live silverfish was in my drink. Even hours later it still felt like there was a bug in my mouth! Last night I did not fall asleep until about 2am and that was with the aid of a Benadryl. Today when I got home, I dropped my keys in a pile of ashes (we use them on our garden) and it acted like quicksand- immediately relegating the keys somewhere to the bottom of the pile. I finally get in the house to discover we are accumulating fruit flies all over our house again! What a mess!

Last night when I couldn't sleep, I started reading a book I've had for a while called "Messy". I read a few chapters and while I'm not sure I could endorse the book, I agree with the premise that life is messy. It talks specifically about how Christians try to hide or clean up the mess for fear that it make us look bad as people or as Christians. Then he said something that really made me think...

"We just can't seem to get it all right. But what if the mess is holy? What if the mess is the way it's all supposed to be? What if the mess is not something to 'fix'?"

Right now my life feels really messy. I feel like I am falling short in so many areas of my life. So, what does it look like to find holiness amidst the mess? The idea of the mess being holy offers such hope and grace- both characteristics of God. However, I've come to know God as a God of order- not chaos. Are both somehow true? Obviously, this is a thought in process, but I'd love to hear your thoughts too.