March 10, 2012
One thing have I asked of the Lord;
one thing I seek;
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life. Psalm 27:5
The porch light offering its gentle glow to the street, the friendly greeting of a neighbor, the key in the front door.
The warmth filling the entryway, the smell of family dinner, the haphazard spread of everyday belongings.
The welcome at the end of the day, and the end of the travels, at the intersection of this moment and the next.
The dwelling place of love.
copyright © Anne E. Kitch 2012
