Sunday night Sam put up our Christmas lights. We turned them on to check them and Camden was so excited. He ran around and around and said, "I love them...They are so pretty...Mom, I think I'm going to cry....I love this house so much...I hope I can live here forever!!" It was such a genuine, heartfelt statement from him. He is so happy and content here. To him this house represents safety, and love, and....HOME!
Content...a word that has eluded me lately regarding this house. I would love to move however, my new house sits on the corner of 156th and Dodge and looks suspiciously like a church/school. This house is small. It is hard to entertain here due to the set up. It is not as nice as many of our friends' houses. Many times I have avoided having people over because I'm worried what they might think. Our basement (which was finished) is still recovering from the hurnadocane we had in 2008. We are small house people who go to a church where most are big house people.
None of these things should matter!! So many people would be overjoyed to live here. I know that!!! I also know that Sam is a good provider for us and when I feel/think like this I dishonor him and all of his hard work. Some people in this world live in one-room houses that are smaller than our entryway. I know this!!! I also know that God has blessed us beyond measure so.....
As Thanksgiving approaches, you will find me working on my attitude, having been inspired by my son's example of contentedness and the wisdom he unknowingly displayed by understanding that a home is more than the square feet or the value attached to it.
Praying......I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength. Philippians 4:11-13