Sometimes I look around me, and I think of all my problems. Perhaps some of you are the same way. Today, though, I look around me, and I think of all my blessings.
For instance, our house. 32 years ago, we purchased this property. It was way above our price point. Compared to the other properties we were looking at, well, there was no comparison. It needed nothing. It was so much more than we thought we could afford. But our agent (Thank you, Mike Pingatore) reassured us. He said it was a distress sale, and the owners had already moved out of state. Why not make a ridiculous offer? So we did.
And you know what? We got the house! I was pregnant with twins, and we had a little son already. There was a nursery, wallpapered and ready (and with a beautiful water view). There was a boy's room, and a girl's room. Our furniture fit, and the colors worked. It was perfect for us.
I remember the first time I walked in. I thought to myself, and said to Mike, "Mike, what the heck are you thinking?! We can't afford this!" Compared to the other homes we had seen, this one was a mansion. A house with a view, even.
And when we got the key, I sank to my knees on the thick carpeting in the living room, and I thanked God for His favor. I dedicated each room to Him. I'm pretty sure no home was ever more thankfully received.
And now, 32 years later, I still thank Him. We raised our children here, and we spent most of our married life here, and this home has been a blessing. It has been a place where people are welcomed. A place to relax, to have fun, to mingle. A place to enjoy...just being. To be with others and to be alone, yet not alone.
So, thank you, God. Thank you for blessing us, for blessing our lives, and for walking with us each step of the way. You are awesome; and, really, I don't know what we would do without your presence in our lives and in our home. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
