The Hymn Home

I mostly like to consider myself to be an intentional person. 

I fancy the occasional dream about the future, 

eh I'm an anticipator so I enjoy a good look down the road...

but overall I try to be fully present in every moment as it comes. 

This morning was a time for dreaming. 

I decided how I want to decorate my future home. 

I don't know where it's going to be... 

Who else will be living inside of it with me... 

Whether or not it will be covered in snow for most of the year...

What kind of happy sounds will ring through its doorways...

What kind of memories will happen there...

But I have a picture inside of my mind

of what the walls might look like. 

I want my house to be named

 "Hymn Home".

In every room of the house,

there will be at least one wall 

 smothered in beautiful words 

scrolling their way across itself, 

setting the tone for the room. 

These words will be the 

lyrics of the timeless

 and beautiful hymns

that have so strongly shaped my relationship

with God. 

"then sings my soul, my savior God to thee, how great thou art"

"be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart"

"be still my soul" 

"it is well with my soul" 

It is my prayer and hope for my future 

homelings

to hold onto these words as truths 

in the tough and the pleasant times. 

I imagine

allowing the homelings 

of my brood to interpret the words

on the wall in each room as they grow and develop. 

I hope 

that these interpretations will evolve

through the use of artistic expression 

through music and painting. 

I may have dreamt far enough to see that my family will be creative...

The Hymn Home will be a place

of refuge and love

for all who come through. 

Lots of love. 

And copious amounts of laughter.

And there will be flowers everywhere. 

(giddily anticipating while remaining very much present is this Maddy heart))