Home, The word rolls off the
tongue like bubble gum, soft and
sweet and reminiscent. Where better
to think of you.
Lord, than at home?It is where
we have our history, begin our traditions,
take our tires of passage. It is where we
are first loved, first safe, first found to be
special. It is where we are sheltered and
nourished, then equipped and sent on our way.
Throughout it all, you sit invisibly in our
midst yet are central, blessing our kitchens,
where we receive and provide nourishment;
bedrooms, giving us restorative sleep; yards
and gardens, connecting us with your creation;
windows and doors, letting in light and air;
basements and attics, sustaining us in ways we
often overlook; living rooms, arranging us in
"come as you are" circles of families and friends.
We feel your blessing on our lived-in homes.
Help us see the beauty, the opportunities in
them. Bless us , the homebodies.
