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.