Home Sweet Home

There's a reason that I never invite the governor over for dinner. OK, there are several reasons. One is that the governor doesn't know me. But the chief reason is that I'm afraid that one look at the family room would result in the entire house being declared a disaster area. Hmm, I wonder if that would get me some sort of federal funding to help with the clean up.

I've been trying for around a dozen years to teach my kids that every item in the house--even a shoe--has its own "home," and that we would all do well to put each item away in its home. Shoes are supposed to have a home in the closet.

I'm sad to say that my "everything has a home" program hasn't been all that successful in the family room. To be honest, it hasn't been any too effective in the other rooms either. Last week, for instance, I got a surprise in my bathroom. I was getting ready for one of those relaxing Calgon-type moments. I was easing into the tub for some bubbly "therapy" when I got a surprise. I sat on a triceratops. A purple one. Did I mention my surprise? It was more like a coronary episode.

Since then, I've decided not to sweat dinosaurs in the tub. I'm not even letting the shoe-factory/family-room bug me on an on-going basis. I'm working toward saving my "episodes" for bigger issues. In the light of eternity, what's one purple triceratops? My home here is temporary.

I do have a real home. When I keep my eyes on my permanent home instead of this shoe-filled, dinosaur-laden one, I gain a better perspective and a better attitude about every tub obstacle.

Romans 8:18 tells us that the clutter and the plastic dinosaurs of this life can't compare with what's in store for us in our new home. "I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us."

Verse 24 says, "...But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently."

I want to be found waiting patiently for that glorious new home that I haven't yet seen. I want to be found waiting patiently through any and all dinosaur and miscellaneous shoe situations.

So it's a new week here at my temporary place. I still haven't given up on the "everything has a home" cleaning plan, but I've decided to focus on the goal of being found waiting more patiently. I'm just glad that I made that decision before yesterday's Calgon trip. This time I stepped on a tank.

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