I’m not sure that I’ve ever felt this exhausted, but the house is FINISHED! My parents came to our rescue last weekend, and it was Gary’s sweet mother who rescued us this time. Thanks to all of them, we were able to hang the last curtain, make the final bed, and add a few personal touches without little ones at our feet. We’ve only slept a few hours these past two days, but Gary and I have enjoyed our time together. We’ve laughed, cried, grumbled, and spent a lot of time reflecting on the past year. This experience has forever changed us; we have intimately experienced the goodness and faithfulness of our God, we have learned the value of friendship and community, and we now have a deeper understanding of what it truly means to love your neighbor as yourself.
In a few hours, we will host an open house for all of the people who have prayed, encouraged, donated, and volunteered. Then, tomorrow, the Sheyka family will call this place home. I am so pleased with how the house came together, but what I love most is seeing the hearts of so many people when I look around; curtains from a friend, a table from a neighbor, a trash can from one of my favorite seven year old’s. We have working lights, clean cabinets, and beautiful landscaping, because people were generously willing to live their faith. What an experience this has been…and it is just the beginning. My prayer is for God to use this ministry for His glory, and I can’t wait to see how He reaches hearts and changes lives!