Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Our Home

My mind has been focused, thinking about the place that I would most rather go--home. It is the place where those who love me the very most reside. It is where I can be 'me' without any exceptions. It is where I feel safe and secure. It is where our family is. There is peace and contentment therein.
I want you to take a moment and reflect on your home and what are the things that bring you the most joy while you're there. I hope that it is a place that you long to be. If it's not, maybe there are changes that can occur to help it become the place you want to be.
I have told many people before, that my life could be penned right out of the world's greatest fairytale. I'm not saying that everything has always gone as perfectly planned. I am suggesting that I have never had any reason to feel threatened or unsafe within the walls of my home.
Our homes ought to be the haven wherein our families can dwell with stability and peace.
Becky and I try hard, every day, to make our home the first place our children want to come the minute the bell dismisses them to come home from school. Because even if the day has been rough, there is the anticipation that comes from knowing that home is near and when you walk through the door, all is well in the arms of those that love you the very most.
I hope that this is a more normal occurrence with families across the globe. The reality is that many are not so fortunate. The only control I have is in my own home. We are striving to be the best we can be. What a child feels in the home of their parents will directly impact what they will one day do in their own homes.
My prayers are filled with thanksgiving for the home that I grew up in and the outstanding job my parents did in creating a place where love existed abundantly. I love you, mom and dad!
I give thanks for the home I currently have where that same love exists. I owe that remarkable feat to Becky. She creates that warmth that we all enjoy. I love you, sweetheart! My heart is overjoyed with my life!
Mine is the hope that homes will exist where love is overflowing. Let not your places of residence be houses alone, rather places of safe haven and peace abounding. Let them be places called home.