“MY HOME”

When our oldest daughter, Holly, started school, she was able to walk home after classes. Back in those days, children could all walk to and from school together with no adult supervision.

Holly would always run into the house after school and yell, “My home!” This translated as, “I’m home!” Even though we knew her English was not the best, we loved to hear her say it.

I have often thought of the blessing it is for a child to return from school to a home that loves them and is safe. Because of the calling that God has given to Jimmy and I, we have been the “my home” for many young women who never knew a happy, secure home.

I remember a time when we had 17 young women living with us, most of whom were still in high school. They would all get off the school bus and come into the kitchen, talking and laughing. There would be snacks ready, and Jimmy or I would always be there to hear about the day as they all tried to talk to us at once about a friend, a story from the day, or a test result.

To all the houseparents across the country: Thank you for being there. Your example and care is so important.

Christ chose to have the disciples live with Him as He traveled to various hilltops and villages. He shared His life with them, and they were transformed by His example. In the same way, the many houseparents around the country are sharing their lives with the girls that come into their homes. And these girls are also being transformed.

Will you pray that many more men, women, and children will be able to spend time in a happy and secure home? This will give them the opportunity to have their lives transformed because the Body of Christ was there for them.
May more and more young people and children be able to run home from school saying, “My home!”

Anne