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Sunday, August 13, 2006

I realized something in my three years in the desert. That the pursuit of perfection here on earth, is not only futile, but it is truly ungodly. For every moment I wasted thinking about the perfect bathroom fixture or appliance for my house, I missed an opportunity to be there for someone else. Here's another thing about the "perfect" ginormous house for those of you who might have an issue with coveting. An enormous house is bad for a family. I'm not kidding. Everyone has a place to go, and we all scurry like rats to our corners. It's an isolating way to live. If this sounds like a modern-day Ecclesiastes, I think it is.

Our rental is pretty dirty. It's half the size. It's not ours. But you know what? It's here and I'm home. I made homemade lasagna for friends who helped me with the kids this week. So I've had my first dinner party in my little kitchen and you know what? I really liked it. I could reach everything. I DID have to run the dishwasher twice (pots & pans before the guests got here, plates & silverware after.) But I'm here to tell you, the best part of living is in the imperfection. Some people actually have to WASH their dishes. Luckily, God hasn't called me to that, just yet.

I used to have a neighbor who would lounge in her pool and look up at the sky and she would say, "This is MY piece of the sky. It's only for me." This is where God meets you. Where he calls you to service. We came here on faith. There's a lot of prayer to be answered, but I am so grateful to be here. I'm thankful for every Eucalyptus tree, thankful for every mountain surrounding me. This is my perfect. Serving Him. That's my imperfect picture of the perfect day in Monterey on Friday. Also entitled, "Never trust a stranger with your camera."
"Here I am to worship. Here I am to bow down. Here I am to say that You're my God."
Kristin Billerbeck  
posted at 6:11 PM  
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At 8:23 PM, Blogger Julie Carobini said...

From a gal who's living her dream just a 1/2 mile from the ocean, even though our house is 1/2 the size of our inland place, and even though the land beneath it is 1/2 the size of the last place, I say, 'Thanks.'

(p.s. We put couches in the garage for the kids when the closeness is just a little too--lol!)

At 8:54 PM, Blogger Megan DiMaria said...


I'm glad to hear the contentment in your voice. God bless.

At 9:23 PM, Blogger Jaime said...

I DO have to hand wash my dishes ... count yourself among the VERY blessed ;)

At 7:15 AM, Blogger Pam Meyers said...

I wash dishes, too! But I don't have the family to was for like you. Like, Paul, it sounds like you've learned to be content no matter the circumstances, Kristin. Cute kids!

At 7:17 AM, Blogger Pam Meyers said...

That was WASH for...not was for. Sheesh. Gotta fire the proof reader!

At 8:01 AM, Blogger BLBC said...

Being content "where I am" ~ this is what I NEEDED to hear. After down-sizing to a one bedroom condo I have thought "what was I thinking?" But the view of the water is breath-taking. I am here for a season and I have learned to be "content". Your posting said more to me this morning than I could ever say ...

At 8:03 AM, Blogger BLBC said...

I so get what you said ...
Down sized to a one bedroom condo with a breath taking view; "what was I thinking?" However, I have heard God's voice more here than in the 4 bedroom house I use to have ~ and spent all my time cleaning.

At 12:12 PM, Anonymous kt said...

Your kids are cuties!
Btw I just finished the first spa girls book and it was great. I'm looking forward to how you're going to portray Poppy and Morgan after reading how the main character (forgot her name) has already given the reader her take on them. Anyway, guess I'll find out soon enough!
Enjoy the house! I have always known I don't want a big house. Which is good b/c I don't have the ambition to earn enough money to purchase one. Works out nicely.

At 12:15 PM, Blogger eileen said...

Sigh...was wanting you to come TX way, but I think there's too much California in you. SO happy to hear your contentedness. I assume Starbucks is closer?

At 3:41 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow, your post really hit me. A year ago we traded in the big house in the suburbs for small military quarters closer to my husband's job. We thought it would be only a year and then we would head overseas.

Well, now my year is turning into at least two more - possibly four. There are days when I get down looking at my smaller than grad school days galley kitchen, but I remind myself about the huge step up in quality of life. My children now see Daddy more than in years and are so happy that he does not drive up to 3 hours a day now.

So now I am trying to make the best of my life in this tiny house. I am buying a new bedroom set (smaller to fit my smaller space) and a jelly cabinet to store my food (which is now hiding out in the coat closet). I guess it is all what we make of it.

An added bonus, I am surrounded by Christians. God is so good!


At 8:08 PM, Blogger Ane Mulligan said...

I loved it when we downsized. I'd much rather go to Starbucks than clean a huge house. :o)

And I must admit, I wondered who took that picture!

I'm so glad you're back home and happy, Kristin! God bless.

At 1:11 AM, Blogger Kristin Billerbeck said...

Betsy, I bet you'd be really surprised how close you've grown to your community. I love living around all these people, and living on land, I just felt so isolated! Now, my kids can go out and ride a bike with their friends, and it just feels like home.

I'll admit when I used to read Ecclesiastes, I thought, yeah, easy for him to say he feasted his eyes on everything and it meant nothing. He HAD everything. Now I get it. I get that being around friends and people and being IN community is way more important to me than stuff. I think that's why the Latin culture is so appealing to me. Our friends just got home from Spain, and people stop to smell the roses. I hope all our stuff isn't the beginning of the end in this country. I'm rambling. It's late, and I just set up a wireless network, so I'm done. LOL

At 9:53 AM, Blogger One More Writer said...

We moved this summer from a much larger house to a smaller one and I agree--big houses are bad for a family! Now we have only one living area and we are actually seeing our teenagers!

At 11:05 AM, Blogger Robin Caroll said...

A smaller house? I wish. Less to clean, more time to do things I'd rather do!

Glad you're happy, Kris! :) Blessings to you, my friend.

At 10:02 AM, Blogger C. H. Green said...

I have the opposite take. We moved up from 1100 sq ft one bathroom to a 2200 sq ft 3 bath. No more fights over the toilet. No more closet door hitting my nightstand when I open it. NO more squeezing sideways to take a load of laundry through the door. But I wouldn't want anything bigger. Too much cleaning for just the three of us. Oh and I love having a guest room now! God has blessed me though, no matter where I have lived. I've always had more than my share.

At 12:19 PM, Blogger Kristy Dykes said...

I've learned to be content in all things, as the Apostle Paul instructed. We've lived in all kinds of places and parsonages and homes of our own. All kinds of towns and communities and cities. With all kinds of people. We had to drive 60 miles from the Gulf of Mexico to a Tallahassee hospital when our first daughter was born. Forget Starbucks. We didn't even have a supermarket (just a small store). But we made it.

"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."

That's my mantra.

P.S. So glad you're back in your beloved city. Keep that chick lit coming. It's what God called you to do.

At 12:58 PM, Blogger :-)Ronie said...

I so get that, Kristin! When we moved out of our enormous house into a house half the size, I was suriprsed at how quickly we felt like a tight-knit family again. It was so easy to hibertnate in our corners.

I'm so happy for you, girl! You sound so very happy!


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Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

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