As a small child and the baby of six the sounds of chatter and activity was constant in my home. Older brothers and sisters with their family running in and out the door. The smell of something always being prepared and cooked. Plates clinking and pots and pans clattering along with voices discussing whatever was foremost on their minds. Laughter and yes even angry voices raised in disagreement could be heard in my home, but these sounds were comforting to me because this was home. This was where life happened and love was woven through every fibre of disagreement, every meal serviced, and every laughter heard.
As I grew older the lack of privacy took its toll and I thought that having my own place, by myself, was what I desired. God never intended for us to be alone and even said “It’s not good for man to be alone.” [Genesis 2:18]. This type of isolation can lead to all sorts of problems… depression, addictions, and opens the door to the enemy to work through. I know because I suffered from an addiction brought on by being alone. I would go to bars looking for company and brought home more than I bargained for. I came to believe no one cared because I was alone. I suffered from depression and could be in a crowded room and felt like I was the only one there – I was lonely!
Today, I know Christ and I now know that He is always with me and will never leave me [Deuteronomy 31:6], He is my comforter and my strength [Psalm 28:7], He is my redeemer [Job 19:25], my strong tower [Psalms 61:3], and my prince of peace [Isaiah 9:6].
I now have two other people living in my home and although this took some getting use to, this morning I had to smile as I listened to the noise of activity going on around me and thought… This is home. We each have our on quirks and ways of doing things, we may disagree on some things, and like different foods, but we are all are bears of the image of God. For whatever reason God has brought us together and we are a family.