If you have been in my home, you may remember that I really don’t have a theme as far as my decorating. I’ve heard people say that their style of decorating is country, or modern, or eclectic, or traditional or mid-century modern…my style is well…just me. I really don’t care if it is the latest fashion or not…I just want to feel comfortable with it and I want my home to feel comfortable to those who visit. I have two nativity scenes that stay out year-round and things on my walls that have been there for many, many years. Why? Because I love them...so why would I put them away?
The only thing that changes in my home is the periodic addition of photographs. Notice I said the “addition”…because I usually don’t put the old ones away…I just add the new ones! I love these pictures because they are of my family who mean the world to me. Looking at them brings me comfort, happiness and a feeling of contentment. Why? Because I know those in the photos really well and oh, I love them so. I have spent hours and hours with them and have desired to know everything about them. I could put pictures of your family throughout my home and while I would think they were nice…I wouldn’t have the same feelings when I looked at them as I do with my own family. I know my family intimately because I have spent lots of time with them and I am closely related to them. If I ever feel distant from them, it is usually because I haven’t spent quality time with them recently.
It's so easy for me to want to know everything about my family. I don’t think of spending time with them as a “chore”…or as something I do just to mark it off my list. I look forward to seeing them…to spending time with them…to having a conversation with them. Trust me, I am thrilled when I know I’m going to get the opportunity to see them.
I was thinking about this recently and it made me ask myself if I feel the same way about spending time with Christ. Do I get up in the morning all excited to spend time with Him before I start my day? Or do I think of it as just a “chore” that I need to get done so I can mark it off my list? Do I look forward to spending time with Him…having a conversation and learning all I can about Him by reading His Word? Or do I just rush through so I can get to the end and give Him my list of wants?
I am the daughter of the creator of the universe. His precious book was written to inspire me, direct me, and guide me as I seek to know Him more intimately. I should know Him so well that I feel comfortable in His presence as I share with Him and He shares with me. Being with my Jesus should bring me comfort, happiness and a feeling of contentment; but none of that will happen unless I desire to know everything about Him and want to live my life according to His instructions.
When you enter my home, I’m guessing it won’t take you long to know how much I love my family because of everything I have displayed. But since I know my love for my Jesus should be even greater, I realize you should notice something more. My goal needs to be that above all, you sense my love for my Jesus. I want you to sense that the Holy Spirit lives in me and through me. If you don’t…then I have failed.
I have a long way to go to be the follower of Jesus He wants me to be. I know I need to spend more time in His Word…devouring His ways so they become my ways. Since He is my Father, I want to learn everything He wants to teach me. I’m definitely a work in progress and I hope you will keep me accountable to live according to His ways. I think we all need to support each other and encourage each other on our journey because we are all in His family together. And I just can’t help but think that maybe when we get to heaven and see the home He has prepared for us…there just might be pictures of us displayed for all to see. Why? Because we are His children and oh, He loves us so!
“So we have not stopped praying for you since we first heard about you. We ask God to give you complete knowledge of his will and to give you
spiritual wisdom and understanding.”
Colossians 1:9
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