>I just have to praise God over and over and over again for the blessing of my new home.
When I was living with my son I was ashamed of that space. I was cramped and crowded and disorganized. I never invited anyone into my room because it was always such a mess. I wasn’t just ashamed, I was deeply ashamed. People used to ask me about it and I tried to deflect them away from the topic. I think Wayne in particular was hurt by it. I never felt comfortable bringing guests into that home.
Already in my new space I am thinking about how wonderful it will be to have guests. I have spent the last 2 hours arranging my room and I am already much more comfortable here than I ever was in my son’s apartment, even with scores of unpacked boxes. With such a great place to rest and recharge I will be able to face the days ahead with joy and thanksgiving, with the Lord’s peace in my heart. I look forward to it.