TT’s dream house…like what I have thought of for YEARS and YEARS would be a house of all windows.
Disclaimer: I never really thought I would own a house until recently when my friends and supporters have been wanting to give towards a retirement plan for me. Since I know God does not want me to save for retirement, I prayed and asked Him about what to tell my supporters who want to give.
He said “1 Kings 7:8.”
I had no idea what it said. It talks about Solomon building his own house. Wow. Never did I think with a call to every nation, that I would buy a house. The call remains and about 140 nations too, but I am thinking He must want me to have a place I can call home.
I’ve always thought of myself like a Levite, in God asking me not to save for retirement. “The Levitical priests—indeed, the whole tribe of Levi—are to have no allotment or inheritance with Israel. They shall live on the food offerings presented to the Lord, for that is their inheritance. They shall have no inheritance among their fellow Israelites; the Lord is their inheritance, as He promised them.” Deuteronomy 18:1-2
I have asked God “Are you sure you want me to live on the support of others?” Over and over, I hear yes. And I am forever thankful for people that continue to sew into offerings….my inheritance…is their giving….just like the Levites.
So since this is now a future reality…my dream would be to own a log cabin on the lake, with a real fireplace, windows galore from the ceiling to the hardwood floors, and an open floor plan where all can be seen. This is a home currently for sale in Gainesville, GA.
Never did I dream I would ever be led by God to buy a home. But with people wanting to give for my future, it makes sense. If God leads me to something, He always can be trusted.
I want to see the rain come down, the sun come up and if I stay awake for it, to watch the sunset too.
I want to see snow fall on my roof and all around.
The fall leaves to be seen from my kitchen.
The birds flying by.
I don’t want to miss a beat of Creation.
The Lord told me recently “You like your house like you like your heart.”
I operate in high integrity. That also means I am convicted of heart motives and intentions more than the average person. It shows in how I speak.
I like my house and my heart clean. I can rest well when both are in alignment. During my reflection week for the year, I was convicted of pride and fear that crept in my life in 2019. As I let God dig in my heart, to expose the dirt, I found myself literally washing my windows.
Not like a little Windex here and there. I mean, taking the screens off for the first time and cleaning the windows inside and out. Then coming inside, seeing smears and going back outside to clean them.
He paralleled my heart with these windows. “You like your house like you like your heart.” It’s true, I don’t do a deep cleaning every day, but I keep my house clean daily…just like I sit with the Lord daily. There are times for a deeper clean, though.
The deeper clean helps us see clearer.
I know God sees my whole life…no windows…no screens and I want the world to see in my heart too.
They can watch my seasons. They can watch the storms raging against the walls of my heart, the sun rising and setting in my life and what makes my heart sing.
So, Lord, I love living this story with You. There is never a dull moment.
I know stories will be written in this house…whenever I get it….and it will be kept clean, along with my heart.
