So mostly the talk this week has been about the mansion I stayed in last week. I mean, guys. It was a $16 million residence built about 100 yards from a ski slope –like I was inside some reality HGTV tour or something. And me and those writer friends of mine could not stop saying, Look at this!
Now I feel petulant at my own mundane light switch. Up or down isn’t nearly as exciting as back-lit buttons with the option of “suite on” or “accent”.
I came home from the writer’s retreat, washed some laundry, and came to my mother-in-law’s across town. We’re doing a four-night sleepover here while some displaced friends use our house. And here’s what’s interesting –I feel the same in my mother-in-law’s house as I did in that mansion. She’s got a sweet place, but I’m pretty sure it’s on a bit of a different real estate market than the mansion was.
Next week I pack again to go see my momma, and I know I’m going to feel the same there. What is it these places have in common?
What makes a person feel good and cozy:
- Love and hugs and such.
- Chocolate in dishes and/or jars.
- Clean rooms.
- Someone has thought of what’s for supper.
- Laughter -lots and lots.
- People happy to see you come.
Solomon says it something like this:
Better a dry crust with peace and quiet than a house full of feasting, with strife. (Proverbs 17:1)
It’s not really a house with a ski room and sauna and 10 bathrooms that matters. (No kidding. Ten bathrooms, including a bathroom suite just for the theater.)
It’s what’s in the house.
If you’re thinkin’ you need a windfall to make the kind of home people would find joy in, you’re wrong. You just need your current home with the right ingredients inside.
Love for God and love for people.
And a dish with chocolate.
That’ll do it.