Home. The very word surrounds me with peace. Maybe because it wasn’t always that way. For years, I lived in a home where I was unloved and unwanted. The sadness of it permeated the very air I breathed.
But not anymore.
And maybe I love our home so much now partly because of the stark contrast. Our home is filled with love and laughter. It is filled with joy. Our walls are covered in my daughter’s art and stickers are everywhere. Our fingerprints are all over this place. These walls we get to live in. Sure, we have our hard days. But mostly, love overflows here. I want to open our home to more people, so they can feel it too. There are so many people who don’t feel loved every day. What if we had them over, opened our home and let them feel what God’s overflowing love is like? That’s what He is calling the two of us to do. And we must learn to listen. I hibernated in the sadness for way too long. It’s time to throw open the doors and let the world back in.