Windows, Walls and Leadership
"Do you want to come in and look at it?" She asked us. I mean, sure! Zach and I were driving around last year with Little Man, going past houses we saw listed online. The owner happened to be outside as I grabbed a flyer, and she invited us in. It was a strange place on a gorgeous property, with tons of....um, character? But we had our vision goggles on, and somehow we saw something that could be great for us as we walked through this home that was, quite frankly, nothing like what I had imagined wanting.
When she took us up to the master bedroom, we laughed. 600 square feet (nearly half the size of our HOUSE at the time) of bedroom. With a teeny tiny little airplane sized bathroom. 😂 The only view out of this LONG room was the sliding door at the very end. The room got significantly darker the further you walked away from the door. But we saw something in it.
Over a year later and we've questioned our decision-making skills too many times 🙄 What did we see in this place again? Is this going to be worth it? Tell me it's going to be worth it! With a window here and another bedroom there, here a window, there a window, everywhere a window window... old McLewis remodeled a house, E I E I O. 😜
Anyway. That bedroom with no view? This photo now shows what can be seen on the other side of that wall. I'm so glad we saw something!
This all kinda feels like leadership; seeing a vision for someone, often times before they see it in themselves. And working right alongside them through the hard part, the questioning, the wondering if this will all be worth it. Getting through to the view of what has always been there? So fun. That's the best part!
That's what Jesus does in me, after all. He's always seen something through his God-vision goggles of love (lol, that's a funny term but I'm going with it) and He's always been there to install windows in my heart where walls used to be. Life and fear and hurt make me want walls again, but He always reminds me that the view is so much better this way.
xo,
Kari