3 years ago, Bren and I went on a journey of looking for a home that we could call our own. It was a very special journey, peppered with a ton of God’s love and miraculous signs.
Well, we found it, signed the papers, and started renovation plans. Both of us like to keep things simple, so it was not difficult coming to consensus with color schemes, drawer designs, etc. And before we knew it, in a few months later, it was complete! Such a joy when we first moved in.
It has been about 2 years since we first experienced this place we call home, and each time that I come back, it still warms my heart, having this place of respite. The home is not perfectly tidy all the time. In fact, it can get pretty messy when Bren and I get too caught up with late nights and long work days…
But – there’s also beauty in the mess. 🙂
Such sweetness when Bren does the laundry for me.
When the dishes in the sink get cleaned, there’s a very real sense of satisfaction.
The paperwork sometimes gets piled up high, the dusting is never-ending, but at the end of the day, it is the little, little things that matter. Those daily, mundane things that hardly get our attention. And seeing how we’re building our home day by day, through the mess…. those small but precious things make this home a beautiful one…because it doesn’t have to be perfect.
As long as His presence and love fills every corner of our home, it will be beautiful, through all of the cracked walls, dusty windows and old pictures…His light shines through.
Waiting for Bren to come home with our dinner. We’ll probably eat it over tv, have a normal chat, then call it a day. 🙂