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What if the best thing that happened to you this week was the thing you didn’t want?
A canceled flight. A collapsed bookcase. An unexpected lesson about time. Today, I’m sharing three lessons about joy, messes, and the surprising gifts hidden inside life’s interruptions.
Three Lessons About Joy and Messes
Three things happened within roughly the same stretch of time.
The first was an incredible weekend in Nantucket with my daughter. It was the ultimate girls’ trip—great food, great company, wonderful conversations, and the chance to explore museums, historical sites, and a place filled with stories. We laughed, wandered, and simply enjoyed being together. It was intentional time. Planned time. Chosen time.
The second thing was completely unexpected.
Mr. Weather decided we weren’t leaving when we thought we would. A canceled flight forced us to stay overnight, which led us to spend a day at the TWA Hotel at JFK Airport. And honestly? It was magical.
Expensive, yes—but magical.
We wandered through the restored 1960s hair salon, explored the airplane turned cocktail lounge, and admired the sweeping curves of the architecture. The rounded concrete forms and futuristic design made it feel as if we had stepped back into another era. Watching my daughter’s eyes light up was perhaps the best part. As a budding architect, she noticed every detail, every design choice, every intentional curve and angle. What could have been an inconvenience became an adventure.
And then there was the third thing.
A bookcase that had been warning me for months that it was in trouble finally gave up the fight. It crashed. Spectacularly.
Books everywhere.
Hundreds of them.
The floor disappeared beneath a sea of hardcovers, paperbacks, research materials, and treasures collected over years.
Unlike Nantucket, this wasn’t something I wanted to do.
Unlike the weather delay, it wasn’t unexpected.
It was something I knew needed attention and chose to ignore.
The pile demanded my time.
Now what do all three experiences have in common.
Time.
One was time I deliberately chose.
One was time unexpectedly given.
And one was time owed but thought the problem could wait.
Life is always moving forward, and sometimes we get to decide exactly how we’ll spend our time. Other times, circumstances decide for us. Some things arrive as gifts. Some arrive as burdens. And then we get those as warnings of a future time sink that we ignore.
But what if we approached all of it with the same attitude?
What if every moment became an opportunity for exploration?
What can we learn?
What can we share?
What joy can come from it?
Finding joy in Nantucket wasn’t difficult. Being with my daughter was a joy. Every conversation, every laugh, every walk through a museum or hanging with other writers reminded me how precious shared experiences can be.
Finding joy in an unexpected airport hotel stay wasn’t difficult either. Adventure often hides inside inconvenience if we’re willing to look for it.
The fallen bookcase, however, required a different kind of joy.
Because when I looked at that mess, I realized I had choices.
I could pile the books in a corner and move on.
Or I could use the moment as an opportunity.
Maybe it’s time to redesign my office.
Maybe it’s time to give everything a permanent home.
Maybe it’s time to display the objects that inspire me every day when I sit down to work.
And what about that desk?
It’s too big.
It’s cluttered.
It’s become claustrophobic.
Maybe it’s time for that to go too.
My workspace should reflect who I’ve become.
Writing is not a hobby for me.
For some people, it may be. But for me, it’s work. It’s my livelihood. It’s bread and butter. Its purpose and profession wrapped together.
My office should reflect the writer I’ve become, not the writer I used to be.
That means making hard choices.
Some books will stay.
The research books? They’re never leaving. Those are tools of the trade. They need to be dusted, organized, protected, and placed where I can easily access them.
But do I need multiple copies of the same book?
Probably not.
Some of my collection will find new homes in Little Free Libraries across Atlanta, where they’ll continue their journey with new readers.
Collectors understand this struggle. We love our treasures. But sometimes holding on to everything prevents us from making room for what’s next.
And that’s really the lesson.
Somewhere between the planned retreat, the canceled flight, and the collapsed bookcase, I found a reminder that peace isn’t found only in perfect circumstances.
Sometimes peace is released in how we respond.
There’s wisdom hidden in delays.
And we should find gratitude in survivable messes.
Life is made up of choices.
The expected and unexpected.
The joyful and the inconvenient.
The burdensome and the beautiful.
Every moment asks something of us. The question is whether we are listening.
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I am guilty. I am guilty of loading my plate to high, of volunteering for too much, of getting so busy that I forget to pray. This year I am going to be more consistent. Face it. There are a lot of things that need prayer. I have friends waking up in fear and depression. Truthfully, I counted more sad days that happy ones.
But God is in control. I thank him that the bad wasn’t so horrid, that tomorrow never came. Yet, I am convicted of forgetting or being too tired to do the one thing I can to alleviate the anxiety that wants to take hold.
Prayer. I am going to keep it simple, but I am going to be consistent.
I’m ordering a new prayer journal to keep me on this path. Yes, I am not just an author but a believer in the product too.