It had been a long morning, the tail end of a busy week. The sun streamed bright through our french doors on this February afternoon. Though there was a crisp chill in the air, the light was radiant, the glass warm, inviting. I pressed my face into the glass, closed my eyes, letting the warmth soaked in deep, soothing my weary heart. The tension of the day, melting.
In that moment, I felt as if I were leaning, pressing in close to the God who comforts. His embrace warm, life-giving, only love. He, the only home I know that has never failed to shelter and comfort me from this weary, broken world.
I thank God for the home He has given our family. A tangible reminder of His protection, provision, care. A safe place to find rest, restoration, in a life that can easily deplete me. The pace of our culture too hectic and hurried. At times, filled with unrelenting heartbreak, loss, sorrow.
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