Our First World obsessions. How did we get them? Picture-perfect homes. With fine decor, and all arranged artistically. I can’t help but wonder: How did we get this way?
I read a post recently about hiding external cords of wall lights. You know, the kind added after construction. Because that cord. Well, it’s ugly, messy, and bothersome. Detracting from our picture-perfect homes. A problem to correct.
I must admit, I don’t care for the messy appearance they give. Not that I have any such lights. But such things do bother my perfectionist tendencies.
But in really thinking about it, the fact that they bothered me started bothering me!
They sell gadgets to hide those cords. Specially made casings to make them neat, pretty, and picture-perfect.
But it was the comments on that article that spoke to me most of all. People had been obsessing over those cords! And who knows how many other minor, trivial details of their home decor? How did we of the First World get like this?
Instead of counting our blessings, we fuss over minor issues. Wanting more. Seeking perfection.
And I’m guilty too. So I’m thankful for that article. It served to help me remember how many things I, as a First World citizen, have. Most people in the Third World would just rejoice over having lights, messy cords and all. In fact, I don’t think they’d be looking at the cords at all!
So I’m saying a special prayer today.
Thank you, Lord, that I have electricity. At the flip of a switch, both in and out of the house. A light in every room, and flashlights if needed. A fridge, hot water heater, computers, and various small appliances. When I look at my unsightly, bothersome electric cords, help me remember they’re there only because I have lights!
Thank you Lord! For lights, messy cords and all!