I have been home sick with a bad cold for six long days. To distract me from my misery, I decided to peruse the documentaries offered on Netflix streaming and was intrigued by one titled Tiny: A Story About Living Small. As a minimalist, the idea of building a 124 square foot tiny house completely appealed to me, so I made the 61-minute commitment to watch it while I sipped my tea and blew my nose.
As I watched the story unfold, I felt like all the Tiny House dwellers featured in the film were a lot like me, believing that less is more. I felt a kinship with them as fellow rebels in this materialistic age where so many people surround themselves with more, more, more, as if they are relying on possessions to fuel their happiness. Even so, I think I would feel cramped in such a small space.
I have never wanted to live in a big house and am happier right now living in my 1,150 square foot apartment than I have ever been. It’s not just because it isn’t a mansion. It’s because my surroundings are beautifully landscaped and cared for by someone else, which delightfully frees me up to do exactly what I want to do, instead of what I must do. It is a welcome reprieve from how I spent most of my adult life, engaged in the endless chores that come with maintaining a house and yard in the country.
At one point in the film, the brother of the tiny house builder said that his ideal house is one “where the outside draws you in and the inside draws you out.” I completely agree. Our homes are a reflection of who we are, and as such, they are a reflection of our heart.
Regardless of square footage, I would hope that our home, as well as our heart, would draw people in and also compel us to venture out. I would hope home becomes more about how we live in this world than about the structure that surrounds us.
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