Our little house gets cluttered up quickly.Four people in a one room, 460 sq foot house doesn’t always feel comfortable. All the lovely, bright, and clean images of #tinyhouseliving on Instagram seem to focus on the homes of urban, minimalist, or obsessively clean people.I would love to be an obsessively clean person. But, even if I were to become neat and well ordered overnight, I don’t live alone.I live with two delightfully creative children – both of whom are absolute magpies. They love to collect rocks, sticks, stones, and bits of cut out paper. They love playing games that involve pulling out piles of toys, books, and clothes 20 minutes before dark.And that beautiful creativity isn’t something I want to crush in the name of tidiness.I also live with an artist. As I write he’s painting by lamplight with papers, paints, and brushes scattered across the table. I’d love to relegate all this work to an attractive and well-ordered corner of the house. But yurts don’t have corners, and his materials defy organization.The truth is, tiny house living is often messy and frustrating. There is only so much space, and oftentimes, we have to be gentle with each other as our belongings share space.I would love it if my husband’s workspace was perfectly arranged and easily packed away into attractive vintage wood wine crate at the end of the day. I’m sure he’d like to see something similar happen with my herbalism and soap-making supplies. I’d love it if my children kept their collection of toys, books, and natural wonders to a minimum as well.Instead, we have books tucked everywhere, art supplies spreading throughout the house, and sticks peeping out from under the bunk beds. All the same, our house is lovely. It isn’t the curated perfection of photo-worthy tiny houses, it’s the casual, bohemian beauty of a creative haven. It’s our little nest as we work to make it and everything around it reflect the life-giving beauty of God.So here’s what I can do. When the frustrating imperfections of my house overwhelm me, I can chose to embrace it’s wabi sabi glory. I can focus my urge to tidy on one small section of the house: the kitchen area or my sewing machine. I can tidy those areas and then look through them at the mess beyond. I can pour cups of tea, settle down with one of my many books, and delight children by reading aloud.Keeping a clean house is healthy. It’s good and necessary. I’m no fan of the whole “excuse the mess, my kids are making memories” trend. A clean home and happy children not only can go together, I think they naturally go together. But cleanliness is a spectrum, and sometimes, clean houses have stacks of half-read books; scattered blocks; and colorful cups of paint-water.I have to remind myself that wabi-sabi cleanliness is beautiful too.