The view from here...

I am going to forewarn you, this post is very sappy. I have no idea why... Maybe it's because my sister is in labor as I type, about to deliver her second little girl. But at any rate I am sappy today. Really sappy!

The pic above is the view from here. It's my view every morning as I walk in my house after my walk. I can't explain why this view means so much to me, but each and every morning the feeling that comes over me when open the front door and step into my house is overwhelming.

I love my house. It is a reflection of me, it is comforting, it is organized, but it is so much more than that.

Proverbs 24:3 says "By wisdom a house is built, and through understanding it is established."

This home is something that Luke and I have built together (and are still building). As I walk thru that red front door I know that some of the most important people in my life are sleeping inside. I know that this house will soon be filled with the smell of coffee brewing and the sound of music playing. I know that a breakfast of eggs and grits and uninterrupted time with my Savior is about to happen. It's a haven. It's a place of safety and love and lots of fun!

This house has made a decision to serve the Lord. To run after Him and to walk in the calling that He has placed on all of our lives. My house is not the structure, it is not the stuff inside of the structure, it is the people within the structure and the filling of the Holy Spirit within. That is what's behind the overwhelming feeling when I walk thru the door. Not the stuff, not the decor, but the love and purpose within the structure.

I am so happy to live in this house, so blessed by what God has given us and done in our lives. So overwhelmed to be a part of what He is doing.

"But as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord."

(Sappy... i told you... don't say you weren't warned!)