A Peek Inside the Parsonage

This picture of my living room couch was taken right after I got it in 2008.  I looked a long time before I found this one that I fell in love with! My dream of a couch and my husband’s dream were in two separate worlds!  My dream was with the Shabby Chic/ French Country look in mind; his was man cave visionary!  Well, we see who won was more willing to give up their dream!  Yeah, he’s sweet.

Honestly, my couch was more than getting what I wanted.  I longed for something that was inviting to those who entered our home.  I wanted it to shout out to them, “Come sit down.  Take your shoes off, pull your feet up into the cushions and make yourself at home here!”  This couch fits that bill.

When I look in my living room, I see far more than furniture and decorations.  I see a place where rivers of tears have been shed, hearts have been poured out, burdens shared, sins confessed, joys repeated, marriages united, souls saved, friendships begun, Bible verses shared, and prayers cried out to God.  This room is our room of ministry.  It’s a hospital for those who are hurting. You see, we weren’t really buying a couch; we were buying a hospital bed…ready for any who recognized their need for Divine help and healing. I love my couch’s comfortable down-filled cushions, but even more, I love the comfort we’re able to share from God’s Word with those who come and sit there.

I love the living room of my parsonage because of the healing we’ve seen happen there,  I love my couch because it is the place where those that are needy have seated themselves.

You don’t have to live in a parsonage to have a couch like mine.  If you open your heart to people that need the love of God, your couch will be a hospital bed too.  The Divine Healer is ready to move in and touch those needy lives!
P.S.   It doesn’t hurt if you also happen to  love the looks of your hospital bed!

So very blessed,