{ Home }

My nearly two year old shouts “ were HOoooME!!!! “ Every time we turn on the road that’s a few blocks from our house. And it always makes me smile.

Home is so much more about the people for me than the place.
Because I have called so many houses home over the
years.
Our home tells our story

Home for me is in his face and smile
That became their faces and their smiles.

Home is David’s strong but gentle love,

Home is Annabelle’s kind, laughing eyes

Home is Jack’s daily kisses on the mouth, even when he’s almost ten.
Home is Lucy Wren’s tight hugs and constant I love you’s.
Home is every freckle on Ruby’s face and her contagious giggle too.
Home is Willa’s requests to snuggle you, hold you, rock you.

Home is where my people are

Home is a a safe place to fall apart
Home is where I rest, cry, heal
Home is dancing and laughing in a dirty kitchen
Home is wiping up spills and bottoms and breaking up fights
Home is " I am sorry, I forgive you's"
Home is where I plant daffodils and the depths of my soul
My home is my canvas
My life’s best work of art
Home is an open-armed welcome to come and be nurtured.
To come and be nourished.
To be seen and heard and known,
And to belong.

Home is making eye contact with Jesus
Home is now and home is not yet
By faith first
And then one day, by sight
Home is where " it is well with my soul"
" I was lost but now am found "
desperate and alone until my heart found it’s forever home in you Jesus.

Declaring these Words of life over my heart + home today and everyday: 

“And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans‬ ‭8:38-39‬