A Way To Help Get Through This...

 I stole the graphic. 

I'm not a big Instagram guy...I know I post a lot of pictures on other social media sites, but I've always felt Instagram should be reserved for pictures of a better quality and not all my photos meet this standard. I don't necessarily expect this from others who post photos and videos--it's the way I look at it.

I follow some people on Instagram. I was doing some surfing and I came across this meme on dailygospelthought. For some reason, it hit me. It's a crazy time. People are literally dying from both a disease and from the effects of what people are doing to combat the disease. How do we survive? How do we get past this when all we see if darkness?

I found the above saying helpful.

It's what I'm going to try and do more.

God help us all.

A Safe Harbor In A Crazy World...

Last night, while taking the dog out for the last time of the day, I walked across the cul-du-sac and turned looking west. Clouds darkened the sky after the sun hours earlier set. 

I was alone, looking at our home, and I thought, for me, it's the safest place I know.

It's really just a building, three floors, four bedrooms, three and a half baths on a third of an acre of land.

And we've lived there for sixteen years.

There's a reason there's two words for the structure or location where we live. A building is a house. It has a foundation, walls, doors, windows, and all the material things that make it what it is. 

The other word is home. A home can be a house, apartment, RV, boat, basically anywhere people gather to support each other, to help each other, to love each other. Thankfully, I can say all the years we've live here it's been our home. And all the years I've lived other places, I've been fortunate enough to have a home.

Our living at this particular address is temporary, as are all material things. When we no longer live in the building, someone else will and they'll call it their house--hopefully, they'll also call it their home. I wonder if whoever ends up here will, on a slightly overcast summer evening, meander across the street and look back on the cabin-framed structure. I hope so, and I hope if they do, they'll feel the same thing I felt last night...a safe place in a crazy world.