Art of Adoption(s): Unless the Lord Builds the House

When Karen and I were married, we made our first home purchase. It was my home. I loved my home. It was mine and it was all mine. Mine, mine, mine. I led my family deep into debt to make my home nicer.

A few years later, the Lord laughingly would call us to Atlanta and take away my home. We moved into a small apartment with all of our financed purchases being stored in the apartment one on top of the other. We began the process of getting out of debt. The Lord showed me how much I had gotten out of His will regarding my home. I never saw it as a gift. I saw it as an entitlement.