as for my house

I did not come to serve the Lord until I was old.

I just heard this in a movie and it is almost true for me too.

I say ‘almost true’ because as far back as I can remember I have constantly talked with the Lord. Actually praying to the Lord and knowing He was listening.

I remember one time under the kitchen table during a storm. I couldn’t have been more than three or four. I remember another time singing my brothers to sleep with a hymn while we were a little older but still not teenagers. I remember crying my heart out when I discovered that the marriage to the father of my children was ending due to his infidelity. The Lord sent the comforter and I knew then that we would be okay. But I didn’t serve the Lord, at least not that anyone would know, not even my children. I don’t know if I will ever get over that.

It is only recently that I’ve decided to show my love for the Lord to the entire world.

My stumbling attempts at sharing my love for God are by this blog, or by my posts on Facebook, or if you wish to talk with me. I love learning and sharing as there is so much – so very much.  

My greatest wish on this earth is: ‘as for my house, we will serve the Lord’.