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What Does Your Home Say About You?



Years ago, in a Bible study group I attended,
someone asked a thought-provoking question:


Would guests visiting your home
 know you were a Christian
 without you telling them with words?


Once in a while, an e-mail makes the rounds
at the end of which 
the reader is "dared" to forward it to others.
Dared because forwarding it
reveals that the reader is a believer.


I don't care for those e-mails.
I don't feel the need
 to forward my beliefs 
to anyone's inbox.
But, I can hang a cross 
in my own home.


My own living space can be
 my silent witness 
for my guests
and a 
constant 
reminder
for myself.


What does your home say about you?

Comments

  1. Misty,

    I love your post and how you have arranged the words. The image is beautiful too. You are very creative.

    Good question! Without a doubt everyone would instantly know that we are not only Christians, but more specifically Catholics. We have a wonderful collection of statues, pictures, candles etc which we have collected and which make our house our beloved home. So important to be a 'silent witness' as you said and to keep God before our own eyes.

    God bless!

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  2. Thanks Sue! I would love to come over for tea at your house!

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  3. :-) I have thought of this often As we are moving into a new home in the next month, I am hoping to share more of my faith on my walls.

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  4. What a great post! I believe that our home can be identified as Catholic as well. There are crucifixes, icons, and lots of books about saints (juvenile and adult books, actually). How good it is to keep the cross at the center!

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  5. I think I have a love of "all things Catholic" because I grew up seeing so little of it.

    When retrieving our lost dog from a Good Samaritan, I noticed as soon as she opened the door that she was Catholic (no denying the paintings and crucifix on the walls)- it made me think that I want that.

    I want someone to know I am Catholic just by looking in my door. But, I also hope that my conduct backs that up!!

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