• Faith,  Simple Living

    Finding Rest in Hospitality

    It looked like a tornado had ravaged its way through our house. Toys were strewn from bedrooms, to living room, to bathroom, to playroom and back again. Dishes were piled and overflowing in the sink. We could feed one of our girls for a week with the amount of crumbs underneath the table. Somebody’s kid had pulled the toilet paper roll across the bathroom floor. Every organized, clean freak nerve in my being was pulled taut. And yet, there was something so beautiful about the chaos all around us. While my mind was frantic with all that needed to be cleaned up, put back in order, my soul felt so…