April 17.
Five years ago today was Homecoming Day for my mom. Christ welcomed her home into his house of heaven, as she had made him the home of her heart her whole life. Flowery words cover the details of that April 17 Day, but the matter of Heaven and Homecoming is what I will remember with newness this day.
Homecoming Day is given life today as Camilla Rose Stone was brought home this day. She has already nestled her place in our hearts and now cuddles sleepily in our arms on Golf Ridge Drive.
The two most important and special females in my life share significance today.
For today, is Homecoming Day.
April 17.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Preparing A Place.
Soft linens cover the mattress. Folded blankets of knitted patterns stack in piles. Hair bows clipped to ribbon on shutters; verses hang like fresh laundry from twine. Pink polka dots and floral bunches stamp femininity on a closet of little clothes. Diapers are layered in drawers, books fill baskets, and frames prop empty for pictures.
Preparing a place.
Each little detail is thought through, each nail perfectly placed in the wall, each dress dotted over and laundered, and each chair sat in for size.
Preparing a place.
As a mother-in-waiting, there is much intention in preparing a place. Prayers, details, planning. So many hours of foreseeing the final presentation, then awaiting the use of the space. It's a preparation of the place as well as a preparation of the heart.
As a mother prepares for the arrival of her child, so God also does for us. Jesus spoke the words, "In my Father's house there are many rooms... I go there to prepare a place for you" (John 14:2). How beautiful to think of him preparing and waiting and nesting for his chosen, his beloved. How encouraging to know he too is in a season of waiting in patient yet anxious anticipation for the arrival of his child. He is preparing a place.
There is communion with God even in this task, even in this waiting, even in this hope. Even in preparing a place.
Preparing a place.
Each little detail is thought through, each nail perfectly placed in the wall, each dress dotted over and laundered, and each chair sat in for size.
Preparing a place.
As a mother-in-waiting, there is much intention in preparing a place. Prayers, details, planning. So many hours of foreseeing the final presentation, then awaiting the use of the space. It's a preparation of the place as well as a preparation of the heart.
As a mother prepares for the arrival of her child, so God also does for us. Jesus spoke the words, "In my Father's house there are many rooms... I go there to prepare a place for you" (John 14:2). How beautiful to think of him preparing and waiting and nesting for his chosen, his beloved. How encouraging to know he too is in a season of waiting in patient yet anxious anticipation for the arrival of his child. He is preparing a place.
There is communion with God even in this task, even in this waiting, even in this hope. Even in preparing a place.
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