I've been in deep thought about the up and downs of my life. I've been reflecting on my life before now and where I've come from.
Like any other person, I have my "want" moments. Moments when I want something material so badly that I forget to think about what I already have. For the last few weeks I have gotten into this want mode because I want another house. I look around and I see this person's home or that person's home and I let myself feel deprived... when in all truth .. I am not deprived.
In appearance my house, which is a 60's model 2 bedroom one bath trailer, is rather run down and very small. The ceiling looks horrible. water spots everywhere. old stained paint. in some rooms there are gaps between the walls and the floor that we've had to fill and cover to keep from seeing to the ground. When we moved in here .. the walls were neon green thru most of the house. The floor in my living room had been painted a bright blue before we moved in. It is now carpeted but with carpeted that we pulled from another trailer because we cudnt afford to get new. My washer and dryer sits in the very small bathroom which has hardly no storage space and the wood is rottening in the cabinets. Several of my kitchen cabinet doors are missing. The cabinets are made of partical bored and over the years have gotten wet and are flaking and crumbling alot. we've insulated and paneled over a wondow in the living room because it was leaking. Just found out that the wall in one end of the trailer is going to have to be completely replaced this summer because every bored in it is rooten and we haver had to brace it to make it thru the winter to even begin to fix it. I could go on and on and on.
I'm not because regardless of all of this.. I have a home. A home that has kept us warm and dry and comfortable. A home that has done nothing but draw my family closer. We worked together on so many fix it up jobs on this place. From painting the walls .. to tearing down a wall in order to make a dining room. A dining room that we now eat together at like a family should every evening. This place is small.. but in this small place we have been close enough to know each other and not overlook things we would overlook if we had a very large home.
There is a saying that says Beauty lies within. From the appearance of my home .. mo st may see a shack. Most would look at our family as needy. But if you got to know us... if you could watch our family operate in this shack we call home.. u would see a mansion in our hearts.
I do want a better home, I do want something a bit larger, I do want something a little more appealing to the eyes BUT I am content and happy with what I have.
I have much more than I have had in the past here and I have much more than some folks who have their million dollar mansions.
In this house there is LOVE. Love that is about nothing other than love. A family that operates on LOVE. What more could I ask for.
God knew what he was doing when he put me in this home and He'll know what He's doing should he decide to move us somewhere else. And I thank Him for the blessings given that are much deeper than appearance!
Homes have souls too, and the soul of a home has nothing to do with its appearance... And I believe you make a house a Home.. by refining its soul.