All the Way Home
Home is a sanctuary for me. I wrote about my childhood home a few years ago. My mother taught us how to make our homes a haven of rest and peace. It's a place where I have intentionally made it so. From furniture placement, to lamps, books, and even the pictures on the walls. But the most important and even critical part of the feeling of sanctuary and peace in my home comes from the time spent in prayer. No amount of furnishings, or even cleaning can replace the feeling of walking into a home that has been thoroughly saturated in prayer. Has it always been so? Nope. But trials and crisis of life made it imperative. We are at that place in life again. Where prayer and seeking the wisdom of God, spending time in the Word is the only source of strength we know for sure will stand. It’s hard when you reach the age we are, and realize—what you thought your life would look like at near-retirement age is not the current reality. What are we going to do? Well, I can’t