Bless this home

When our church moved out of its storefront location into a free-standing building our pastor invited us to come in and write blessings, Bible verses and prayers on the floor before the tile was installed.

I remember kneeling near what would become a modest indoor waterfall and writing a prayer for some of my dearest family and friends who didn’t yet know Jesus. They didn’t know that he was sent to earth to cover our sins, the sins that keep us from heaven. They’d hear of him sure, but they didn’t trust him. They thought you could get to heaven by doing good works and being a “good person.”

At least two of them have come to trust Jesus, I’m still praying for the others.



I loved the idea of blessing a place. When the Mister remodeled our sunroom at the home we live in, I wrote blessings on the floor for us and anyone who enters our home. That sunroom is easily our favorite room in the house and it’s were visitors gravitate to and relax in. Many have told me how peaceful it is in there.

I knew I wanted to do the same thing at the investment property. Beyond the drama we’ve discovered that went on in this house , I wanted to really bless the new owners, and all who step foot in there.

So, as people stopped by to check it out, or to lend a hand, I asked them share their favorite verse or write a blessing or prayer.

We saw at least one contractor read a verse. Here are the ones we’ve gathered so far.

My prayer for all who enter.
A friend’s verse, the one we saw a contractor read.
This verse is close to my friend’s heart. It was one of the first he learned when he started trusting in jesus.
Probably the most popular verse in the Bible. It pretty much sums it up! This is in a child’s room.
And so is this one. Another awesome verse to lean into.




sometimes people think christians are stuffy and can’t have fun. I thought this Was perfect For the kitchen.
A pryaer for the master bedroom.
Another prayer for the master bedroom. And for me too!

 

I hope this post has blessed you in some way today. If it has, please share it.

Now it’s your turn. What blessing, verse or prayer would you share?



Seven years bad luck? Ha!

Editor’s note: I added more at the very end.

When I arrived at the house yesterday I found pieces of a broken mirror littering the garage floor.

“What happened here?”

“I forgot there was a mirror on the back of a door and I dropped it.”

“Good thing we’re not superstitious.”

I used to be, then I became a Christian, started reading my Bible and tossed all the superstitions out the window. Much like I used to toss salt over my shoulder when I spilled it.

My interest in superstitions began as a young girl. I remember walking to the local library and checking out books on the subject, learning as much as I could.



There were the wishes:

  • I made my parents honk when going through a tunnel while I placed my hand on the car ceiling and made a wish.
  • When I saw a white horse in a field I’d lick my thumb, make a fist, wrap my other hand around it and make a wish.
  • Of course there was the turkey bone at Thanksgiving.
  • And the birthday cake!

There was luck:

  • I’d never walk under a ladder or cross the path of a black cat.
  • While walking down the sidewalk I wouldn’t dare step on a crack, unless I was mad at my mom. Sorry mom!
  • How many pennies did I not pick up because they were tails up? If they were heads up they would quickly find their way into my left shoe.
  • If someone gave me knives for a gift I’d have to pay them for them. Usually a quarter.
  • Oh, and the hairy arms. My childhood BFF Janice said if I had hairy arms I’d be rich.
  • And I no longer believe talking about something good will jinx it, much to the frustration of my bestie Deb.

I realize that some of our readers will think that Christianity is a superstition. I used to feel that way too. But now, years later, I’ve seen how Jesus has worked in my life and the lives of others. My life changed drastically when I started trusting in Him.

So I say bring on the black cats, the ladders, the broken mirrors and let’s talk about hopes and dreams. I’m not afraid!

I’d love to hear about the superstitions you’ve experienced over the years!





One last thing, this Sunday’s Easter. If you don’t have a church that you attend, consider finding one this week.




My friend Tammy notes some more on our Facebook page! How in the world did I forget these?

  • Knocking on wood.
  • Bad things happen in threes.
  • Wishing upon the first star of the night.
  • Sports rituals.
  • When the clasp of a necklace moves to the front, make a wish as you put it back in place.
  • Holding your breath as you pass a cemetery or go over a bridge.

It’s all about the relationship

When our friends Curt and Erin offered to help, we told them “no.” After all, while we hope that this house makes an incredible new home for a family, the bottom line is we hope to make some money on it. We couldn’t dare take help from friends when we’re in it for the profit. We wouldn’t want to jeopardize that relationship.

“I’m confused,” she said. “We could spend an enjoyable evening or afternoon visiting with you while we work on the house.”

They showed up with pizza and gloves and set to work.



And it clicked. It wasn’t necessarily about the task at hand. It was all about relationship.

Relationship is why our friends Matt and Deb helped us install the floor in the home we live in. And it’s why we helped them with the floor in their old home. It’s why we made umpteen trips to Goodwill when they downsized and handed them the keys to our truck.

Relationship is why Curt tore out the tile in the bathroom for us. It’s why Todd and Matt painted all of those edges. They know I don’t do edges!

 

Relationship is why Lori picked up the wallpaper steamer and helped peel some for a little while. And it’s why we painted Lori’s bedroom three years ago.

Relationship is why Jen and Erin worked on that fireplace. And I still don’t know if I’m going to like this whitewashed looked. But, we’re only one coat in so we’ll see.

Relationship is why Crystal came out and took pictures, then asked her architect friend if we could tear out that wall.

It’s not about the money at all.

If you decide to take on a daunting task and you’re friends offer to help, say yes.  You may find more blessings than elbow grease.