This week I found God in my bathroom. Specifically my sink.
Our bathroom is what some might call extrememly small. And if you are sitting on the potty, you are nearly right across from the sink. But it's big enough for us and you can get everything you need to accomplish done in there. And that's all that really matters right?
Even though I have spent much time in our one and only bathroom, I was reminded this week of how much work we put into our house when we moved in a little over a year ago. That bathroom needed a complete overhaul. My hubby ripped it out to the studs and started from scratch. Give that boy a hammer and look out! It's like I have my very own Bob Villa.
And whilst we were working on the house and getting it ready before we moved in, I would make many trips to the dollar store down the road to use their bathroom when ours wasn't finished yet. Don't worry, I always bought a little something while there.
I remember the day the bathroom was ready for use and how ecstatic I was. It felt like a real home with the bathroom up and running. A home that God had put into our lives. Our very first home together as a married couple.
It almost makes me tear up to this day just thinking of God's love for us. Even though we don't deserve his love and our lives are messy. He still loves us.
It's amazing how a simple sink and bar of soap can remind you of His love.
Have a happy Wednesday!