I want to be a minimalist. There are varying degrees to which people define themselves as part of this growing trend. Have you seen the show Tiny Houses? People are craving more experiences rather than being hemmed in to the obligation of a house payment. Purchasing an over-the-top use of space (usually on wheels) that’s mobile…pretty neat concept. Although, every time we watch the show my husband always comments “Why don’t they just buy a camper?”, to which I always respond “touché” and then we die laughing. But the logic behind this idea is dreamy. I would love to pair down our junk, have careers that are flexible, and spend our free time traveling to new places to live for whatever time period we desire. Yeah, have to admit, I’m envious of such a life. The vortex of the “American Dream” has a SUPER STRONG CURRENT.
Working to live, NOT living to work seems to be the tagline for this lifestyle. Life is but a blink in time. Thinking about spending every day only working to make a buck seems like pure drudgery. And it’s sad to think that our husbands have the brunt of this burden in most cases. There is a lot more to life than a job or chasing the subliminal desires to want more stuff.
The dream of living with “less” is an odd way of phrasing it to me, because “less” imply’s inferiority. In our society, we’ve been programmed to believe that if you have ALL THE THINGS, you’ve made it. The more, the better. The “more” for most people is material possession, power, or infamy in some arena.
I challenge myself to redefine “more”.
I want more time with my loved ones, I want more opportunities for mission work, I want more flexibility with my day-to-day work, I want more knowledge and time to study, and I want more experiences. I want to see more, taste more, do more, and learn more.
God created so much! I don’t want to leave here only knowing a tiny fraction of what is out there. There are miles of terrain to see, millions of ingredients to try, tons of music to listen to, thousands of places to admire, and ba-zillions (real number) of people to engage.
Being a minimalist means defining what is imperative to have to survive. For each person, this can vary. And it doesn’t always relate to material things. Cutting out “time-sucks” can be a large part of helping you understand what truly takes away and what truly adds value to your life. There is A LOT we can’t change, but there are some things that we can. If you could change things in your life that would bring joy, peace, love, humor, and fun into your world….why would you NOT change it?
Change takes effort. Becoming a minimalist will take effort. It will take effort because it will require practice and discipline to think and analyze more than just following the norm. The “norm” to have ALL THE THINGS. The norm to consume.
I’ve fallen victim to the delusion that life must follow a certain pattern. A checklist of milestones I didn’t even think to create myself. Reality was crushing once I realized that the first 28 years of my life FLEW BY!!!! I mean in another 28 years I will be 56 YEARS OLD!!!! 56 people! My child will be grown and gone, heck I could even have grand-children by then!
God has given us a chance to live on this planet. But we aren’t cats, and we don’t have nine lives…we have ONE! ONE LIFE to see it all, to blindly have faith in His will for our lives, to make our dreams happen, and to have the chance at understanding just a glimpse of the pure love He created. There is no time to waste. No time to not care, no time to become complacent, no time to settle, and no time to not act.
We don’t have to conform. We don’t have to put stock in things that will surely turn to dust.
I want to be a minimalist because I want to have more.