On New Year’s Eve, we used our fireplace for the very first time.
We’ve lived in our home 12-1/2 years.
We didn’t even use our fireplace on December 20th, 2004–the night of a huge winter storm when we lost power and running water.
I remember that night and that storm because I was in labor with my first baby and I huddled on the couch with blankets and a flashlight because the contractions kept me awake all night long.
It wasn’t until about 10 years later that I even realized my mistake. I had a fireplace available and didn’t use it.
What was I thinking? Why did I choose cold and dark when warmth and light were so nearby?
How I have missed out.
How I still sometimes miss out because I have access to all that God gives and offers and simply IS, but still struggle along in my own…
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