Saturday, March 15, 2014

Dwelling {dwell-INg} /'dweliNG/

Dwell~INg  /'dweliNG/

noun: dwelling; plural noun: dwellings; noun: dwelling place; plural noun: dwelling places
  1. a house, apartment, or other place of residence.

gerund or present participle: dwelling
  1. 1.
    live in or at a specified place.
    "groups of gypsies still dwell in these caves"
    synonyms:residelive, be settled, be housedlodgestay; 
  2. 2.
    think, speak, or write at length about (a particular subject, esp. one that is a source of unhappiness, anxiety, or dissatisfaction).
    "I've got better things to do than dwell on the past"
    synonyms:linger over, mull over, muse on, brood about/over, think about,overthink;
    • (of one's eyes or attention) linger on (a particular object or place).
      "she let her eyes dwell on them for a moment"
    {thank you Google Dictionary}

  3. I am a Realtor. Dwellings are my job. I love everything about homes. From the unique architecture. To the location. I can't wait to go back, after a family moves into their new place. I love to see what they do, to make it theirs. I love decorating and making my place a home, somewhere I want to live. So, it's not unusual that I long to leave the family property, to my "own" home. I am not trying to be ungrateful. Although when it comes down to it. That is exactly what I am being. We have our own space here on the mountain. Our own entrance, kitchen, living room, bedrooms, bathrooms and storage. We come and go as we please. We can paint and rearrange what ever we like. It is our home. The problem is the drive and the fact we "live" with our parents... 

  4. For now we have to wait. We pray about it often. I bug God and MountainMan daily. I even found THE cutest little red brick home in Springville. Last Saturday I started making all sorts of plans on moving. MountainMan took me for a walk and told me "I've been praying and so have you. I feel that we still need to wait." I think I saw red and then stars. I was so mad. Being a Realtor and not having my "own" house is a cruel joke.

My Little Brick House
Needless to say, I went right to the Lord. Complaining. 'Lord this manna you have provided. Well it's not enough. This rest and change you have done. Well it's too much. I am ready to leave.I need a place that I can be established, a place I can root.  Bless my wishes. Amen." Well, that's not really what I said. In a nut shell that is what it sounded like. 

A few hours go by. 

WAIT. Weighing heavy on my heart. I open the WORD. {Of course I thumb back to the glossary just to check out what the word WAIT could tell me, quickly.} First scripture reference Psalm 27:14. Be strong and take courage hits me like a ton of red bricks. When we were first planning this BIG move I was deep in scripture. I can't explain how many times and how many scriptures said the EXACT same thing to us. I even wrote it on a HUGE chalk board at the entrance of our last home. HE was reminding me once again, taking me back to the beginning of this journey. Wait on the LORD. The Message version tells me to Stay with God! Take heart. Don't quit. 

More study. More Word. 

Psalm 23:6 ... and I will DWELL in the HOUSE of the Lord forever. 

Psalm 84:4  Blessed are those who DWELL in your HOUSE; they are ever praising you. Selah {Stop and think about that}  

John 14:23 ... and we will come to them and make our HOME with them. 

And there was more. Eph. 3:17 {be established and rooted in LOVE}. 1 John 4:16 {... lives in LOVE lives in God, and God in them.} To dwell to live in...    All of this from the word study WAIT. 
At this point, I am shaking. Uncontrollably.
I realize. My dwelling place is not of brick and mortar. My dwelling place is in the LORD. 

For now, I am to be content, right where I am. IN the LORD. I will reside, live, settle and be housed IN the LORD. 

Since He tells me in John that He has gone before me. Preparing a place for me...  and He knows me better then I know myself. I am hoping He does it all up Restoration Hardware style. Tehe!!

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God, May I be IN you and You IN me. May I dwell IN you, all my days. May I admire you the way I marvel at a stain glass window, a stair well, red brick or hardwood floors. May I rest on YOUR Foundation, the ROCK. Instead of longing to doze on foundation made of concrete. May I gaze on your scenery. May I respect your walls and boundaries. May I walk through every door you open for me. May I continue to stare into the mirror of the WORD, may my heart reflect YOU. May I bathe in YOUR love, everyday. Search me. Show me what needs to be dusted, purged, and swept clean. Dwell in me. BE MY HOME. In Jesus Name, Amen. 


How about you? What do you imagine your home in heaven looks like?

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