For the last 20 years, when traveled home to visit family, we passed this house. It is like an old friend you sitting on a porch as you go into town. We watch for each other, greet each other and pass on by. I have seen it in various stages of seasonal dress, warm moods, stormy moods, desolate moods. I always wonder about its heart, about what kind of love lived in there.
What do you see, when you look at this house?
Do you see
Sometimes, I see Loss
At othertimes, Unsustainable Change,
Not what I asked for
Maybe Life without God
do you see
Hope of Home Sweet Home
within those walls
Laughter wafting out the windows
opportunity for Shelter
to put down roots
to build a life
New Life all around
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord,
“plans to prosper you and not to harm you,
plans to give you hope and a future.” (Jeremiah 29:11)
Each picture, the same house, one symbolizing hopelessness and confusion, the other hope.
“Faith is the substance of things hoped for; the evidence of things not seen” (Hebrews 11:1)
Which House are You Living in?