One day, I learned a lesson I will never forget. I heard a knock on the door and I froze. I glanced around my living room, It looked like a toy store after a hurricane! How could I let someone see my house like this? After all, the house reflects the person inside at least that’s what all the home decorating magazines say at the grocery store line.
I considered pretending to be asleep or in the shower but I stepped through all of the clutter and opened the door. It was a mom from my church her face looked tired, probably just like mine. With a weak and nervous smile, I invited her to come inside. She waved aside my embarrassment and said she simply wanted to talk to someone who could understand what she was going through.....
After an hour of praying, talking, coffee and some giggles this woman left my home. When I shut my door and looked around at the disaster I began to cry. Not because she saw my home in the shape that it was in, but because I almost missed the opportunity to be their for a mom in need.
Thank you Jesus for adjusting not just my eyes to what I see in my home but how you adjusted my heart to see what really matters.
Please subscribe to Twin Falls Motherhood Examiner at the link above, this free subscription will ensure you will receive an email each time I post. With great articles coming in Mom - Me Time, Infants, Toddlers & Teens oh my!, Fabulous Housewives of Twin Falls, Thrifty Shopping & more, Family Times, Simple& Scrumptious in the Kitchen and On my Soapbox.
Find me on Facebook and "Like" Twin Falls Motherhood Examiner.