Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Simple Things

Song walked through the room to the kitchen. I watched her open the cupboard door to reach for a mug. She got a drink and went back to the piano where she had been diligently practicing. I breathed a prayer of thanksgiving for my kitchen cupboard where mismatched mugs were housed. They were available to this young student from South Korea to use freely.

In a moment I heard the front door open. "That would be Johnny, home from a long day at school," I thought to myself. Another prayer is ushered to God in thanks for the door that swings open to welcome him. This home is a refuge for him; his home is splintered for the time being, ravaged by wrong choices. I'm happy that he finds a safe place here.

Kara wipes the counter after finding a bite to eat. She is at home here, finding chores to do without prompting, wanting to do her part. I thank the Lord that she is here. Although far from home, she is dear to my heart and I am happy to share these days with her.

Home. How grateful I am for all that God has made this place to be.


Blogger thisrequiresthought said...

not to mention Josh. Carson. Jessica.
-and dozens of other throughout the years.

what riches you are dispersing!

9:04 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Darlene, What a blessing your home is and has been!! What a "model" you (and your husband) are! God bless you all! P.S. I was behind a day or so reading your entries and had to laugh about this......On your entry that says "Ben Wins Again," I thought you were being a good "sport" for your son-in-law, who is from Pittsburgh and cheering on "Ben" Roethlisberger and his big WIN on Sunday!! Ha-ha! Go Steelers!! :o)

6:53 AM  
Blogger sam said...

I, too, am grateful to God for all that he has made your place to be.

10:54 AM  

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