How lovely is Your dwelling place, O Lord of hosts! My soul longs, yes, faints for the courts of the Lord; my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God.
Of all the places I have lived, I have never been more deeply aware of the Lord’s presence than I am right now. I moved to my current home as a divorced mother. My young adult daughter and I were a bit anxious to be moving. I was not aware until after I moved in, that I was surrounded by other Christians. But the Lord has quickly made us aware that we were surrounded by His angels.
The house needed a bit of maintenance in the first few months. Most of the tasks I was able to accomplish with help from my father and a few friends. I am grateful to the Lord for providing all the right helpers at just the right time. There was one job that required more than we could handle and Dad recommended I ask someone at church. I prayed about it one morning before service and reluctantly headed to service that Sunday in July. I was not fully committed to asking for help. In fact, I really did not want to. But God knew and understood my anxious heart.
At church, I was greeted by a trusted friend’s handy-man who simply asked “How’s the house?” At that moment I knew this was the man the Lord intended for me to ask for help. So I asked …and the Lord provided a handy man. With my home, the Lord has continued to provide more than I asked for or that I thought I needed. He has gifted me with a husband. A loving, caring, kind husband who seeks the Lord and is obedient to His commands. He extended our family. We all dwell in the house of the Lord together, and I am grateful, and I rejoice – most of the time! 😉
