Sunday, October 23, 2011

The prize is home

Thank you, Lord, for home.

The more I journey through life, the more I treasure home.

I love to travel. 
But I love home more. 

Home keeps me grounded.

Last night I came home from Orlando to a clean house and dinner made.  It was so peaceful.  

I become easily frazzled and flip and a lot of other not-so-nice adjectives if I go very long without being home.  Home and all that it entails is a wonderful refresher for me.

There's nothing that does that like coming home to my husband, children, and dogs, not to mention the bed and bathtub.

Not least of all is our church.  Can I just say there is no greater joy than being a spiritual father and mother of a group of believers?   I feel like a grand prize winner every time I walk in the doors of our church.   I love being a church mama.  Sure I have to change some poopy spiritual diapers at times and clean up spiritual spit up.  That's part of it.  (Don't accept this call if you're not willing to do that!) But when one is called there's no greater joy than to see those entrusted to you grow and move forward.

Speaking of moving forward, Larry is preaching on that today.  I can hardly wait!

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