Pinterest. Oh, Pinterest. We all have mixed feelings about Pinterest, right? It's so helpful and inspiring, on one hand. When I'm stuck on ideas for dinner I can find something new and yummy quickly. I adore browsing photos of white, turn-of-the-century farmhouses and decor ideas. I pin gratuitous numbers of horse pictures and have more pins on my Geek board than all four of my boards related to cooking.
But then there's the dark side (maybe not to Pinterest, but certainly to our hearts): the constant pressure to make your house Pin Worthy, your dinner, birthday party, or bathroom reorganization a Pinterest Success, and the need to occasionally claim (humble-brag?) that something you tried ended up a Pinterest Fail.
But then there's the dark side (maybe not to Pinterest, but certainly to our hearts): the constant pressure to make your house Pin Worthy, your dinner, birthday party, or bathroom reorganization a Pinterest Success, and the need to occasionally claim (humble-brag?) that something you tried ended up a Pinterest Fail.
But, even for the Pinterest Fail, the point is that you TRIED to make that cake/tutu/throw pillow/dinner/homemade soap a Pinterest Success, right? We feel like we have to TRY, or what are we really doing with our lives? I mean, if it can't be photographed and shared with a couple hundred or thousand people, what's the point?
I'm not immune to any of this, for sure. And keeping a blog that relies on pictures of my property makes me want to keep everything perfectly curated and picture-ready. But that's not life (not my life, anyway), and that's not why I'm doing this. I don't really want it to look perfect on this blog, because it's not. At all. It's an experiment, and it usually looks exactly like an experiment - always hopeful and varying degrees of messy, fun, stressful, unpredictable, and wonderful.
If I could share one thing I've learned about this homesteading, homemaking, homeschooling life lived in the shadow of Pinterest and social media that keeps me sane, it's this:
Do what you love.
Do what you love, what you are passionate about, what gives you energy and hope, do what you want to do with your children and pass on to them as a legacy.
Yes, you still have to scrub toilets and go grocery shopping, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about those extra things - the specially cultivated skills and activities of the homemaker that make a home uniquely warm and welcoming, and express her personality to her friends, family, and neighbors. Those things that you spend your time, energy, money, and resources on -
choose wisely and LOVE those things.
You see, for a while I was convinced that it would be really great to be crafty. As a child I thought I had some artistic talent, so as an adult exposed to the world of Pinterest I thought it'd be fantastic if I always made homemade cards, and maybe homemade art for my children's room, and homemade wall hangings and so on. And wouldn't it be wonderful if now that I have kids I could sew? I could sew costumes, pillowcases, curtains... the possibilities and pins are endless.
You see, for a while I was convinced that it would be really great to be crafty. As a child I thought I had some artistic talent, so as an adult exposed to the world of Pinterest I thought it'd be fantastic if I always made homemade cards, and maybe homemade art for my children's room, and homemade wall hangings and so on. And wouldn't it be wonderful if now that I have kids I could sew? I could sew costumes, pillowcases, curtains... the possibilities and pins are endless.
But after a lot of trips to Michaels it turns out that I don't actually enjoy crafting. I'm not actually an artistic person. I can sketch a bit, sure, but only because I am good at copying, not because I have any sort of vision of my own. Additionally, I don't really enjoy being inside, sitting down, or holding still. Or cleaning up the messes that happen after art projects. So sitting at a sewing machine or a table covered in art supplies didn't work for me. It took me a while, but eventually I realized it wasn't bringing me any joy, and I let it go.
Yeah, Pinterest is full of all these really awesome things I could make. Yes, I love to see them in other people's homes. I admire the gifted and talented people who can really pull that off; their creations add to their homes and display their personalities and God-given talents. But that's not me.
Yeah, Pinterest is full of all these really awesome things I could make. Yes, I love to see them in other people's homes. I admire the gifted and talented people who can really pull that off; their creations add to their homes and display their personalities and God-given talents. But that's not me.
For a while I pinned pictures and tutorials on "Easy Fast Ways to Style Long Hair." Nope. Couldn't make any sense out of those pictures! And I realized I didn't care enough to try very hard to figure it out. I have three hair styles: up, down, and baseball cap. Beautiful, intricately braided hair is awesome, but that's not me.
I like dirt. Grass. Plants. Boots. Identifying weeds. Baseball caps and tank tops and wiping muddy hands on my jeans.
I love to watch things grow and never lose the thrill of watching a seed push up out of the soil. I remember that moment the plant's first leaves hit the sun when three months later I pick its first ripe fruit.
The life cycle of the garden reminds me that God is faithful and true and good. I imagine that my joy at seeing my garden flourish is like a tiny taste of God's great glorious joy in creation, when he made the whole earth spring forth with living things by his word alone. The pests and weeds remind me that the world is fallen, and make me ponder what it was like in the Garden of Eden and make me long for Christ to return. The taste of our homegrown strawberries and tomatoes reminds me to yearn for the new creation when everything will be even better - beyond our wildest imaginings and greatest hopes.
Pinterest can't give anyone that passion. No matter what a good idea gardening is, no matter how great it looks in that picture, if you don't love it, it will just wear you down, like crafting wore me down. Growing organic vegetables for your family won't express who you are, bring you closer to God, or create a restful, welcoming atmosphere in your home if you don't enjoy it. I enjoy it. So I spend my time in the garden. But don't be like me. Be like you. What has God put in your heart? What do you love? How can you bring glory to Him by enjoying the things he created you - you in particular- to enjoy?
You love decorating your home? Do it! Use the passion and creativity God gave you to make your home a reflection of His goodness, beauty, peace, and order. Use Pinterest to inspire you. Make that shiplap whatnot. Follow Johanna Gaines. Not because you want to impress your friends, but because the art of decorating satisfies your creative soul.
You love cooking? (I did, before it involved tiny critics standing at my elbows whining and touching the hot stove). Cook! Whip up some amazing treats and gourmet dinners to bless everyone around you! Do it because you love food, you are thrilled with new ingredients, because you enjoy every taste and texture and smell of the experience. Do it because purple potatoes are awesome. Not because you feel like you have to.
But you know what, if cooking is not your thing, if crafting bores you, if you could care less about your hair, or you don't like gardening (I'll try not to judge you), then don't. Don't waste your time trying to keep up with your friend who just happens to love sewing. Don't apologize for bringing store bought bagels and cream cheese (done it) to a brunch when everyone else brings an overnight crockpot Pinterest Success. Don't start organic gardening because you know a lot of people who do. Maybe Google "ombre" and "baylage" (and then Google will ask if you meant "balayage") so you know what everyone is talking about, but you don't need to dye your hair.
Do what you love, not what is trending.
And while you're gaining your freedom from the soul-crushing cage of comparison made so easy by social media, remember to offer others grace, too.
That mom at the bake sale who clearly stayed up all night decorating tiny cupcakes with fondont flowers? All the other moms hate her and her perfect little petals, right? Don't. I know it's hard, trust me, but don't. Don't imagine that she's judging you because her cupcakes make you second guess your choice of brownies from a box (YUM!). Don't make your self feel better by deciding that she must have neglected her children all day to pull off that feat. Those cupcakes have nothing to do with you. For all you know she put the kids to bed, poured herself a glass of wine, put on reruns of her favorite TV show, and for the first time all week - relaxed. Focused on something simple and beautiful. Made something with her hands that she could sit back and enjoy for a moment before kids ripped into them. And had the. best. time. all by herself in her quiet house.
Don't hate that. Just say, "those cupcakes are beautiful!"
Or maybe she felt so much guilt at her initial desire to buy donuts from the grocery store that she stayed up all night, stressed to tears, making these things she saw on Pinterest and now is exhausted, embarassed, and upset because she realizes that her effort to make beautiful cupcakes, which was misguided to begin with, is also making all the other moms hate her. Don't.
We're all in this battle, navigating our own hearts, gifts, and web browsers. Don't lose yourself as you scroll Pinterest and see what everyone else is pinning. Don't lose heart as you check Facebook and see your friends' curated selection of images.
Do what YOU love. Serve YOUR family. Bless others with YOUR gifts. Inspire others to do the same. And always extend grace.