what are your walls saying?

The first thing guests see when they enter. One of the last things I see when I leave. A value of our home and family.

The first thing guests see when they enter. One of the last things I see when I leave. A value of our home and family.

Bought this board for my mom mantras. The reminders I need each day to get my head above the weeds and fix my eyes on the bigger purpose.

Bought this board for my mom mantras. The reminders I need each day to get my head above the weeds and fix my eyes on the bigger purpose.

This amazing piece was done by my friend, Whit Schlander. In her note she talked about how it came out of a place God making all things new. As one of the first things I see when I walk out of our bedroom in the morning… it’s the perfect reminder of what our God does with each new day.

This amazing piece was done by my friend, Whit Schlander. In her note she talked about how it came out of a place God making all things new. As one of the first things I see when I walk out of our bedroom in the morning… it’s the perfect reminder of what our God does with each new day.

An Acts 2 reminder of what true community is just beside our best community tool- our kitchen table.

An Acts 2 reminder of what true community is just beside our best community tool- our kitchen table.

An incredible prayer I pray over our girls. In their room to remind me and them of what God is building in them. One day at a time.

An incredible prayer I pray over our girls. In their room to remind me and them of what God is building in them. One day at a time.

This new house has brought me to my knees in gratitude over and over. There’s something about the trees swaying out the view of our bedroom bay window. There’s something about how we got to move in right before Rhodes was born. There’s something about how the microwave has a MUTE button. No beeps on the microwave?! (If you know me well you know how huge this little detail is.) There’s something about the wood floors, the natural light, the playroom space… it’s all dreamy. But most of all, there’s something about the potential of this place. She’s just getting started. I can see the people that she’ll house, the visitors she’ll make feel welcome, the space she’ll create for neighbors to become friends, friends to become true community.

I say she like this house a personality or true sense of identity, and she doesn’t. But the Holy Spirit does. And he dwells richly here. I feel him in the wee hours when a crying baby needs to eat, I recognize him in the conversations we’ve had around our table, I can sense his movement in the ways we dream about this place.

God loves homes. I am convinced. When used well these walls, these floors hold holiness in their midst. Home can represent security, unconditional love, rest and nourishment- or in other words, home can represent God. Our true, living, God.

What are your walls saying to you? I’ve taken this seriously in this home. When I look up, what are my walls LITERALLY saying? Is it the echo of my own heart?

Talk soon,

Kristin

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