No matter where she has been, Selena is always happy to come "homey home." When she talks about her extended family, she wants to know if they are "homey home." I love hearing her happy voice proclaiming that we are home as we turn onto our street.
A book I am reading, Walking with the Women of the Bible by Elizabeth George, says:
"A Christian home is earth's sweetest picture of heaven and a welcome relief in our stressed and weary society..."
We are in the process of organizing our little haven. I must admit, it has been humbling to watch my husband organizing the refrigerator and bedroom closet. I feel like these are things that I should have been on top of. But these are all learning experiences! I thank God that he is so willing to pitch in and help.
Yesterday, Daddy came home early from work. I felt so happy inside as I looked around our home. A thunderstorm was brewing outside, but inside, the flame of a candle danced merrily. As the wind whipped loudly around the house, a pot of salted water started to bubble on the stove. Our version of bolognese sauce was simmering, as the sounds of Lena and Daddy quoting Mary Poppins floated into the kitchen:
Daddy: "If you invest ...
Lena: "... your tuppence wisely in da bank!"
Together: "Safe! and! Sound!" (laughter from both parties)
I knew I wouldn't want to be anywhere else but Homey Home.