Is your house a
by pamela spurling
The other day I saw a pen cap on the kitchen
floor. Being that most all the pens in our home are
two-piece units, it was with dread that I searched
for the now "cap-free" blue felt-tipped pen and
slowly made my way to where I instinctively knew I would find trouble. No, the little boys name is not
"trouble," its Andrew
and I knew I would find the pen if I found
rather, I knew after I saw the artistry on the freshly painted ivory
wainscoting that I was, indeed, looking for Andrew. Its a wonderfully wise God who
would create a little boy like him and not exclude an adorable face, also. It is probably
in his best interest that I adore him, his gray eyes and curly hair
and it is even
more beneficial that I had, just one week previous, experienced the blessing that the
paint was indeed: washable
make that, scrubbable. I have come to learn over the
years that there are very few things that cannot be cleaned up, fixed, glued, painted, or
reworked in some manner of acceptability. This was one of those times
hadnt found the pen
and it was very difficult to discipline the budding artist
who seemed quite surprised that I wasnt as pleased with his artwork as he
for he was decorating our home.
Is your house a home?
Your immediate response might be, "Well, of
course… our house is a home! We live here!" Is your
heart in it? Does the "welcome home" sign on your
door really mean "welcome home" to your family?
In Proverbs 31:27 we read: "She looketh well to the ways of
her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness." Looking well to the ways of
ones household is more than keeping the place clean and decorated. Its more than
having a good schedule and adequate meals. Its more than clean clothes and clean
its the place where memories are made and stories
of days gone by are retold. Its the place where solace is given, where wounds are
mended, where joys and tragedies are shared and where love is grown. Home is where the
pictures tell the stories of the past
its where the fragrance lingers and the
refreshing happens. Looking well to the ways of the household then means that the ways of
the members and the needs of the members are foremost in her mind and she looks well to
the ways of them.
Houses may be called homes, but not all houses are
homes. It’s only a home when the residents and
visitors call it home and
What makes a house a home? Is it the location? No. Is it people?
No, not necessarily. Is it things? No. Is it just a name? No
its not just a
name, because, again, while houses are houses, not all houses are homes.
A home, then, is all of these
A shelter from the storm.
A place to learn and grow.
A place to experience joy and sorrow.
A place to be refreshed.
A place to be fed.
A place to be warmed.
A place to be protected.
A place to be nurtured and loved.
A place to be healed from sickness or trauma.
A place to be safe.
A place to trust.
A place to remember
A place to create memories.
A place to laugh.
A place to cry.
A place to experience birth.
A place to experience life.
A place to experience death.
Home is the only place one can feel completely at ease in a fine
dress or in a robe
eating steak or sipping broth
crying in grief or laughing
Home is the place that shelters one from the storm. The time honoured sayings
really are true
Home truly is the place you hang your heart and home really is:
where the heart is. Home is where Jesus is.
I have visited many homes in my life that were well designed
so orderly, so well appointed, so well coordinated. And all the while, I was
aware that I was just another fixture in the structure
there to observe the
decorations and the accumulation, there to observe the finery. Then, I have been in houses
that were quite the opposite
not necessarily orderly, not necessarily well appointed
and yet everything seemed to fit just right
it was "home"
family that lived there and to the friends who came in. Still other homes
tastefully ordered and carefully decorated
the sounds and smells invited me in
instantly welcoming me home. And because of these different observations
determined to work at creating a "welcome home"
a home that says: the
candles in the windows light the way
your chair is
put up your feet
your tea is brewing and your cares? Well, they are on
the porch outside
I dont want to end this message without drawing you to the
precious side of the LORD who loves you and created you
who bids you: come home. For
if we live our days in forgetfulness of the LORD: our Life, then no matter where we go and
no matter what we do, we will never experience the tranquility of being "at
home" with Him. I pray you will join me in welcoming Him in
welcoming Him in to
be the centerpiece, as it were, of your home. That His place in your home is well known,
His handiwork is evident and the fragrance of His grace permeates each heart, each plan,
pamela spurling - The Welcome Home - 2000