|The Fam–a few years ago|
“The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down.” Proverbs 14:1 NIV
It’s hard work to build a home. The love, the nurturing, the every morning breakfast, the Mom taxi, attending every recital or sporting event, mundane laundry, helping with homework, long hugs to heal the hurts inside, bedtime stories, prayers at night, twirling round the living room dance floor to lullaby music, trips to the doctor, a warm, home-cooked meal, building Lego spaceships, remembering their favorite gift on the wish list–all wrapped around kisses for Dad, talk-time, a dinner out, prayers together. And built on the solid foundation of quiet time well spent with the Lord and His Word.
Just a word, or perhaps several word, the unrighteous action or anger, and all the work comes spilling down like a deck of cards folding in on itself. Maybe the next time I’m tempted to blurt out my bitter feelings or anger at the chores not done, directions not followed, curfews broken, promises discarded, I’ll remember the hard work it took to build that home. And I will be silent.
Put a guard over my heart and mouth, Oh Lord that the meditations and words may be pleasing in your sight. For you are my rock and my refuge.
Let’ all be in the building business.