The weekend is over. The service is over. And the company has left.
God's grace was ever-present. God is good. Always.
But, I had some humble pie this weekend.
I knew company would end up at our house.
And isn't that what it's for? (the house, that is).
To offer hospitality and rest?
My house is a disaster. My piles of *stuff* are everywhere. It is out of order.
I was embarrassed for my husband.
Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.
She brings him good, not harm
all the days of her life.
Something has got to change.
The business and the home have got to separate.
(If not, the business has got to go.)
This is a public commitment to get things in order.
I know may of you do this sort of thing, too...
Any tips for me?
How do you do it?
I will be back tomorrow to show you the project I've been working on...