As I’ve said before, telling my Living Room story is certainly helping me reclaim the life I had lost. It’s amazing how God can help things happen. I’m becoming healthier emotionally, though I could use a lot better physical health.

Today, memories of what Living Room once was to me are coming back after several years of illness. The thoughts that came from the last post drew my attention.

“My pastor, my husband, and friends have mentioned to me that maybe my identity is too wound up in Living Room. It has become as though I AM Living Room. It’s hard to think of anything else.

And yet, says one good friend, the thing I should value most is my relationship with God. That’s what I should work on more than anything else. That should come first, before the work.”

Looking at the above quotes from nine years ago, I would today reply, “But my relationship with God did come first, especially back then. I got up very early in the morning to spend time with him, reading his Word, talking with him, searching the direction he wanted me to take. Living Room is not separate from God. The work is his and I join him in it.”

I must say though. I have a long way to go before I’m as close to God as I was during those Living Room days. I pray I’ll return there. I need him if I’m going to work with him.