Dwelling Place

Galations 3:20 – “I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” 

Dwelling: “a place of shelter to live in; place of residence, abode; home.” 

When we built our first house, we spent a year laboring from the wee hours of the morning until the late hours at night and back into the morning again. There were times when Ken and I looked at each other and questioned our wisdom in constructing a house while both of us had full time jobs besides. But we were creating our place of residence to shelter us and our children - a place we would call home. 

We started with a piece of land that was covered in trees and brush that had to be removed before we could begin excavating for the basement and foundation. After clearing most of the lot, Ken wanted to burn it off so tossed a bit of gasoline on the pile of brush to fuel the fire prior to ignition. The match exploded and caught Ken on fire. As I watched his burning body, I screamed and ran toward him and threw my body over his to put out the fire. I shall never forget that trip to the hospital as I left the site of our new home where neighbors were putting out the fire while I broke all speed limits to bring Ken to a place of shelter to provide healing to his burned body. 

There were times when we felt defeated and simply wanted to give up. When the semi truck showed up filled with materials and we had no one to help us unload it, we simply started at the back of the truck and kept working until we had it unloaded. Every step of the way provided obstacles and opportunities. 

Every day was a new beginning. The once vacant land became our home. Despite the fire and days that seemed would never end, it was a partnership of building our shelter that would enfold us for the next 16 years. We started at the beginning and built on a solid foundation. We could not have accomplished this without faith that we could complete the task. 

So it is with my relationship with Christ. He died a gruesome death and gave it all up for me. When I decided to give it up for Him, he became my dwelling place. He is my shelter in the time of storm. Christ lives in me. What a wonderful promise that I can always have a dwelling place that will protect me from the storms all around me. When people fail me, Christ is in me. By faith, I trust that we can do this together. 

You are my dwelling place. Give me faith each day and shelter me from the storms of life. Amen

Carole Schumacher

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