Pinch me. Please, pinch me.
When I packed my bag on September 8th 2019, I didn’t think it would take such a long time to come back here.
Did I forget about this house? Absolutely not. The journey consumed me, and I could not imagine when I would open “Deeamihouse” again. But I believed in my subconscious that it would only take about a few weeks.
Imagine my shock when I walked in today and realized that it’s been three years and six days since I last visited this room. And in a few months, it would be three years since I unofficially shut the doors. I pause now and look back to 2016 when I first opened the house; if anyone had told me that I would be away for a week not opening these doors, I would have prayed such fellow out of my space. But here we are.
First, I am grateful for life and the rare opportunity of a lifetime that took me on an unplanned, God-orchestrated, divinely crafted journey of obedience and audacious Faith made possible by God’s divine providence. I am definitely not the girl who left my comfort zone years back.
Secondly, if you still haven’t gotten the hang of it by now, here it is; I travelled. I was called out of and from everything, incredibly the familiar on an out of this world crazy road. I was taken on a journey of destiny.
Where do I begin? I saw God in ways unimaginable. Demand was placed on my Faith daily. And all afresh, I was reminded that it wasn’t what I thought Faith was but who Faith is. I saw in black and white writing that there comes a time when you must hold the trusted hand of your Maker only, and nothing else counts.
I won’t make this long, so let me say this quickly. It is my joy to announce that the ONE, who took me on this journey, brought me back safely and sound to open house. I am so grateful.
Thank you, everyone, for visiting today. And to all those who have knocked on this door severally while I was away with the hope that someone would open but didn’t find a host, I am sorry.
I am back! And I am beyond excited.
Much love and light. *Wink