Al right, I'll admit it. I am embarrassed about my house. We are in a small group where we rotate meeting places. The young couples in our home group have very beautiful, very updated homes and it condemns the living snot out of me. We do not. Our home is warm and comfortable, but needs alot of work. There is the kitchen, which needs updating, including the hole in the ceiling. The wallpaper that needs replacing in the downstairs bathroom and mudroom. Both upstairs bathrooms need to be re-done. We need to power wash the siding and deck. The backyard fence needs work and the driveway needs patching. Did I mention the trees that need to be removed from the yard?
Our house looks like it belongs to people who can't really afford to keep it up. Which is true. We made the decision years ago to send our kids to private school. We have sacrificed retirement, and cosmetic upkeep on the house to send the kids to the schools we thought best. We make a pile of money and we spend a pile of money on tuition.
Nevertheless, I love my house. I love Guy and Madeline's teeth marks on the windows. I love the ESPN magazine covers glued to Tate's walls. I love the siding cracked by a lacrosse ball. It feels like home, because in a strange way, it reminds me of the gospel. I covet the beautiful homes of our friends and the ones I see in magazines. But what I really covet is a warm, beautiful home ,where I am loved and surrounded by people who love and welcome me. I covet heaven. Insofar as I am loved and kept warm 9528 Chatterleigh Place is great. Beautiful, not so much. Home, yep.
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