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My Sacred Place

 


My sacred place = my front room

It's not always clean or organized, but this is the room that brings my heart peace.  I look at this room and it is packed, yet it's packed with the things I love!  It's packed with art of Christ,  pictures of the foundation of the United States of America, a Christmas tree with all my kids ornaments (ornaments of the history of each year) and a piano.  So how is this tiny, yet packed room my sacred place?  Because it is the place that reminds me of all the good God has blessed me with and connects me to the Lord.

1.  Art of Christ - I grew up with pictures of Christ in my house.  I loved looking at them.  I loved that it made me stop and reflect upon all he has done for me.  Now as I have raised my family I made it a priority to have pictures of Christ in my home.  I have since our first tiny apartment Zac and I rented.  I love all pictures of Christ, but I seek every few years to find art that speaks to my soul.  Art that teaches me the lessons I am learning or have learned that year. This past year I decided to do a little more then hang pictures on my wall.  I decided to keep my cabinet of Nativities up all year.  It is my way to keep Christ close to me.  To remind my kids that no matter what is going on in our lives or how busy we are, we  always have room for Christ.

2.  Pictures of the foundation of the United States of America - I believe in my country!  I believe it was founded upon great truths!  I believe that it was only through these foundations and truths that the Gospel of Jesus Christ could be restored to the earth.  Because I love the Gospel and am beyond grateful that it is here on the Earth, I take great pride in my country.  I look to the preambles of the United States Constitution as the guide and hope for what the Country was built to be and what we can become.  I look to George Washington as a guide to how we need to be today in our life - bold, prepared to prayer for miracles, and willing to stand for what we believe.  I have pictures of soldiers praying.  I look to them with a humble heart, beyond grateful for the sacrifices that make for myself, family and country.

3.  My Christmas Tree - Every year my kids receive an ornament about their year.  This tree reminds me of all the great things that has happened in our lives, it reminds me of all the good God has given me, and it reminds me of how blessed I am for each one of my children.  They are accomplishing great things in their lives and I hope they will always recognize God's hand in each of their accomplishments.  The tree teaches me all the gifts that God has given to each and every one of us.  Some are similar while others are different.  But when used together we build an eternal family.

4.  My Baby Grand Piano - This was the greatest gift I could have ever received from my parents!  I've lived in my house for 10 years now and I always knew something was missing.  I have an electric piano that has filled our house with music, but it still didn't hit the spot.  Then this summer my parents moved houses and they weren't going to have room for the piano in their new house.  I asked them if I could have it and they said yes.  We had it shipped from California to our house in Utah.  As soon as it was in the room, I knew my house was finally complete.  My children spend hours on this piano!  They challenge themselves to new songs, they create new songs and they play together guessing songs.  The spirit of love, creativity, and learning fills my house!

This one small room at the front of my house has become my sacred place.  My place of reflection, my place of learning, my place of allowing the spirit to teach me and help me grow.  As I sit or even pass by the room, my heart is filled with joy!  I see God's mercies and I see people's great gifts that bless my life in ways nothing else can.  I look to this room and I want to be more!  I want to align my will with Christ and I want to bless other peoples' lives the way this room blesses mine.

I hope you have a sacred place you can turn to for inspiration.  

I hope that if you haven't found it yet, you will keep searching and trying till the right pieces finish up the space.  It may take time, but be patient.  Because when you finally create your sacred place, you will find joy like no other!  Your house becomes a home!

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