“A man travels the W O R L D over in search of what he N E E D S and returns H O M E to find it.” -George A. Moore
When I think of what I want my life to look like when I’m 80, I keep coming back to a picture of the home I want to have. It’s filled with unique treasures, every piece holding a story and a tale of some W I L D and H O L D adventure God led me on.
It’s a colorful collaboration of temporal and eternal.
It’s a place where the turquoise front door swings open in warm welcome to anyone who passes by, a place where I want you to stop and sit on the porch swing—
and drink lemonade and share what adventures you’ve been on when I’m too old to travel the world.
It’s a place of sustainability and greenery and growth, a place of art and worship and praise. Because when I’m 80, I hope to have realized- while God takes us all over the world, He always brings us back to the places and people who mattered.
H O M E — the first place we learned to love people.