Inspirational Christian Fiction

Perception of Home

No filter night sky from our pasture.

I live on a small horse ranch on dirt roads without street lights. I mean, no street lights for miles and miles. And so when it’s nighttime it’s very dark.

I love to walk around outside at night after I do the barn chores and look inside my own windows. The house sits in the dark but the windows are a warm glow and I can see inside from a completely new perspective. I’m on the outside looking in. Legit.

I can almost see inside my home from a stranger’s point of view and it makes me grateful. Really grateful. It’s warm and cozy inside. Inviting. The house shelters us but its also sheltered many others. I don’t just mean other families (it’s old!) but lots of other people. Other children besides our own when we did foster care, some young adults who needed a safe place to start over. This isn’t just a house, it’s a home and it’s been a good one.

Do you ever stand outside your house in the dark, looking in?

No? Try it. Let me know what you think when you do.

2 thoughts on “Perception of Home

  1. I love the idea of standing outside my house, looking in. While I haven’t done this to any considerable degree, I have driven into my hometown looking at it as though I were a first-time visitor. What I noticed was amazing! Wildflowers I’d never seen along a road I’d driven hundreds of times. Birds flitting across the sky in places I’d passed more than I could count. Most of all, I noticed my own house in a new way, settled among lovely trees and a beautiful pond. Thank you, Dalyn, for reminding us that perspective makes all the difference.

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