The house where I came from
where long before I came the dog trot became
a hallway and grew stairs
where the original kitchen became a reading room
with a big fireplace
with a door that once led to a porch
that became the new kitchen
a small bedroom
with a door
that led to a newer porch
that became a family room with a floor furnace
with two doors
one that led to a kitchen and dining room built after the war
that didn’t turn into anything else
and the dining room had the most doors
one that led
to a room that I only knew as
where Christmas was celebrated
bridge was played
where the big occasions
were remarked upon
and where one could always find
a quiet place
“In Him the whole structure is joined (bound, welded) together harmoniously, and it continues to rise (grow, increase) into a holy temple in the Lord [a sanctuary dedicated, consecrated, and sacred to the presence of the Lord]”(Ephesians 2: 21)
Long ago, all alone, I was a one room house. Marriage revealed a before unseen door that opened into another room. When I first walked to take my place at the classroom podium, upon returning home I found yet another door where none had been.With each child, other doors revealed themselves. Change adds to the house that is me.
When I was 7, dressed up for my First Communion, a door appeared – but I didn’t know I was allowed to open it. When I was 35, I opened it – and walked into a sunroom that led onto a yard, that led to a pool that led to a secret garden. When I walked back, there were more additional rooms – a library, a media room, a gift-wrapping room, a room just for contemplating. There is so much more to me than I ever realized – God had it all planned out. Not just house plans but soul plans. A Holy Expansion. Each room. Each design.
God is the same Yesterday, Today and Forever but for us, we are called to change, to continually be moving closer toward Him, to live out His divine design – building on, re-designing one room at a time to compensate for the growing of my soul – kind of like my grandmother’s house.
“And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit” (2 Cor 3:18).
258) Watching my 16 and 13 year old walk together on Mountain trails, talking – reaching that magical age where the great divide has been overcome.
259) An old-fashioned thunder storm – no tornadoes, no severe warnings – just thunder rumbling, rain falling and I love it.
260) Doors opening to give dreams a place
261) “Faith-is-the-substance-of-things-hoped-for-the-evidence-of-things-not-seen” moments (Hebrews 11:1) – when what you have been walking in faith for starts showing itself.
262) Quiet times at home while the boys visit their Nanny, learning to miss the noise and the fullness of our house
263) Saturday Morning Soccer games in sunshine and warmth
264) Old and New friends on the soccer field
265) The beauty of the white blooms on a pear tree
266) A Butterfly visiting those same white Pear blossoms, staying long enough for me to get a picture
267) Still have that can-do spirit that allowed me to run with my grocery cart through a downpour
268) A table for 2 at a favorite restaurant,watching basketball, eating appetizers, spending time with my guy and listening to how God worked in his life this week.
269) An hour during lunch with my knitting group, showing me that good things are there; sometimes you just have to push yourself to have them
270) The dr identifying the pain in my side: gallbladder’s got to go sometime.Identifying the problem is the blessing. The not knowing challenged.
271) A husband who prays over me for healing
272) Willingness to make changes, like a full-time job,diet and the different kind of mothering of my sons out of the nest
273) A skinny, sugar-free salted caramel mocha
274) Crab Bisque on a Sunday afternoon and my littlest son loving it
275) A gift-from-God friend who has taught me so much about love. She made her special Filipino rice for my boys. It teaches them how to love beyond family, too. They want to keep her.
276) Holding sweet baby girl, her laughing when I said asparagus, her laughing at her youngest uncle, and beautiful smiles for her grandpa
277) Thinning the ivy around the porch with my husband.