My family life is a little chaotic. Even during work-from-home, learn-from-home, worship-from-home shutdown, we have managed to make it chaotic. One of us is always on an online group call just as the other takes up some noisy project. We never seem to think about dinner until we are both hungry. The laundry grows and the dishes multiply overnight.
I’ve always felt a little bit of shame about the chaotic home I lead. All life together is messy, uproarious, crowded, and wild. It’s jelly donuts on Easter dresses and craft projects gone wrong. It’s burned dinners and missing candles, laughing so hard you cry and running out of salt. Life together is hard and beautiful and not always pretty.