i was just thinking about places we’ve called home ... i guess my mind travels back to ways God has lead us in the past ... maybe to reasure myself of His continued leading in our future ...
during the early years of our marriage, we lived in a little attic apartment ... it was so small that our couch couldn’t fit in the living room and half our "stuff" went into storage! we just wanted some place cheap, as we saved for our building project - a home of our own! ...
i remember our first impression of this "cozy little cubbyhole" ... the creaky wooden steps leading to the second floor were STEEP and NARROW, and definitely built for short people - as Leo discovered when he banged his head on the doorframe (he gave me that "i hate it already" look!) ... the 3 rooms were tiny tiny, with old windows and slanted walls all around ... the bathroom had a sink and toilet ... the shower was in the basement ... the little old Finnish lady that owned the house did keep it spic and span ... and the best feature - LOW rent ...
leo saw all the valid things that were wrong with the place ... i saw the romantic side of living in this attic apartment ... the wonderfully low rent was the only item we agreed on!
we froze in the winter and sweltered in the summer! we argued, loved and saved a bunch of $$ during the time we made this itty bitty place our home ... we entertained friends and family and made lovely memories ... our best memory was Leo accepting Christ as his Saviour ... this happened halfway through our "life in the attic" experience ...
yup, what memories ...
the picture i posted today is actually a plaque i bought during this period ... it represented us ... it represented the fact that the how, why, what of our living conditions meant nothing, compared to the love we had for each other and the love we both ended up sharing for Jesus ... the same Jesus who we look to for guidance at this stage ... and every stage ... of our life.
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