are like arrows in a warrior’s hands.
He will not be put to shame when he confronts his accusers at the city gates.
Fifteen years ago, it was just a huge, fallow farmer’s field, streets cut in and lots subdivided. Still, it was a little piece of heaven on earth to young families like us, longing for a new place to call our own. We were one of the first families on the block, buying a “spec home” where we hoped to raise our 4-year-old and 1-year-old. Everything was new with promise. How would we landscape? How would we paint the rooms? Dreams of the future were filled with joyful anticipation, and spilled into all of the conversations in our fledgling neighborhood.
Months after we had moved in, a new couple completed their home in the subdivision. Their beautiful children were the same ages as ours. They were a delightful, hardworking family we enjoyed spending time with. We found we had much in common.
Several years after moving in, the father found himself in a job crisis. When the nation’s mortgage crisis hit, it became more than this dear family could manage. Despite all their effort and hard work, they had to walk away from the dream home they built together. With wisdom, dignity, and prudence, they rented a smaller home, took a Dave Ramsey course, and changed their spending habits forever.
Read the rest of the story over at the Not Alone blog today...
PRAY: LORD, help us to be good stewards of the precious gifts you have entrusted to our care. May we not become so busy doing things for our children that we forget to enjoy being with our children.
~ Barb Dittrich