Since we began renovating our new home, Catherine, the real estate agent who sold it to us, has been watching the improvements…from the street. She passed by from day-to-day and was keen to see the inside again! At last we agreed. As she stepped through the front door, she cried, ‘It’s much better with that wall gone! So spacious and light; you’ve opened it all up’.
She slid the glass doors open and looked out onto the garden, recalling all the rough old spiky plants. It’s a soft, peaceful place now. Espaliered fruit trees grow against the new fences, so we’re looking forward to apples, peaches, pears, apricots, avocados, grapes and more. The two tiny vegie patches are gone and low brick walls now hold rich composted soil in the seven large beds where beans, corn, spinach, rhubarb, and many more plants thrive.
Flowers bloom by the door: golden freesias and purple pansies with their faces turned to the sun. Herbs grow at the base of the wall and sweetpeas scramble up the fence. Neat compost bins in the corner contain yummy food for the worms, and peas grow along the edge of the new lawn, their pendant pods tempting us to pick them.
We’ll have to invite Catherine back in another season to see more. There’ll be liliums, daffodils, kale, coriander, capsicums…and anything else you can grow to eat and enjoy in our climate! She doesn’t have time to tend a garden at her own home. ‘My lemon tree’s dying’, she lamented. When she described it, Maurie said, ‘It needs more water!’
We came inside and sat for a while, with Catherine enthusing about the way we’d improved everything. ‘A new kitchen!’ she said. ‘New flooring and nice paint colours’. She remembered the huge bathroom which was now transformed into three wet-area rooms. ‘I love the colours on the splashbacks’, she said.
Before Catherine left, she gave us an updated valuation on our home. I asked her why it was much more than we’d expected. ‘It’s so light and inviting!’ she said as she waved her arms in the air. ‘It would sell any day of the week!’
Later, I reminisced about the changes in our home. I’ve already written about the difficult, drawn-out process and how impatient I was for it to be finished. In the end, I appreciated it more this way than having everything done at the beginning. In a short time, we’ve achieved a lot, but we had help, mostly from our family and church friends. How I love them all for their willingness to be there for us. And Maurie’s been amazing, learning new skills and working hard on his own without much assistance from me. My part was to clean up after him!
I’m reminded of the home the Lord’s preparing for me in heaven. There won’t be any walls there to stop his light from filling it and there shouldn’t be here either! I can experience a foretaste of my heavenly home now, but, seeing God wants to get it ready, he needs me to send him the materials: my treasures. Can you think what they might be?
Jesus said, Don’t hoard treasure down here where it gets eaten by moths and corroded by rust…or stolen by burglars. Stockpile treasure in heaven…where it’s safe. The place where your treasure is, is the place where you’ll most want to be… – Matthew 6:19-21 (The Message Bible)