I thought about the way being a wife rarely looks like we envisioned at our bridal showers. As my friend remarked, “It turns out I’m not hosting weekly dinner parties.”
I am the manager. God is the owner. I am tempted to manage my home in a way that makes me look good. God wants me to manage my home in a way that makes him look good—in a way that serves his interests.
God gives us, as home managers, grace to actually manage our homes
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