The underbelly of our family has been on display since we returned from Chicago. We have a live-in. She has seen sides of our family that have likely etched ugly moustaches and beards over the glossy image on our Christmas card.
It has been humbling to live in TOTAL transparency before her.
Does she sees my heart for God while we live with one foot in St Catharines and the other in Brantford? Is my fierce love for Jesus and my family evident? Does she see a longing to be in God’s presence and true repentance when I mess up?
Or, does she only see the outer. The flared temper, the failed attempts, the enforced discipline?
I know God doesn’t expect my life to be perfect but He does expect it to be different. Even when we are stretched between two cities, two communities, and two lives.
Does my life look different to her?
God expects me to be a grace-filled, God-honouring parent, spouse, and friend during all seasons of life. There is no free-pass due to stress, unhappiness, frustration, or ________. (You fill in the blank.)
I’ve decided that every person needs a live-in during a season that exposes the underbelly of life and what really fills the heart. And if that makes you cringe, well, good. Sometimes what we need isn’t very comfortable.
A live-in. A 24/7 Presence that sees it all, hears it all and knows it all. A Presence that sheds light into those corners hidden from the average eye. A Presence that will not allow me to pretend I have to altogether when I don’t.
And trust me, I don’t.
I need a live in. You need a live in. A Presence who dwells, not in our home, but in US (Rom. 8:9; 1 Cor. 3:16; 2 Tim. 1:14; John 14:17). A Presence who fills us (Acts 2:4; 9:17). A Presence who produces fruit (Gal. 5:22-23). A Presence who washes and renews us (Titus 3:5). A Presence who strengthens our spirits (Eph. 3:16).
If Christ is your Saviour, you have one.
His Holy Spirit.