bread to the eater: gratitude

Lord, you have been our dwelling-place in all generations.

Psalm 90:1

In May Joe and I bought a house. When Joe first mentioned buying property, I was freaked out. We got in a big argument. Buying a house seemed too grown up for me. Joe, on the other hand, longed for more space and projects to work on. A couple weeks later we were out looking with a real estate agent.

When we walked in the front door of what is now our home I laughed. You will see why below--it's called the Great Wall of Mirrors. So much work to be done here! In the car on the way home Joe asked me what I thought. "I think we should make an offer. Is that crazy?" "Crazy awesome," Joe replied.

The house has been a blessing. A week or so ago we went to Home Depot and bought bamboo flooring. "Joe, we just bought a floor. We're basically rich." Joe agreed. We have a roof above our heads, and we can get Chinese take-out on nights we don't feel like cooking. Somehow we are more grateful now.