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Matthew 6:19

Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.

Nothing on this earth is perfect! Well, maybe a flawless diamond. Even so it is only after it is cut, polished and made to be "perfect". With that being said, I want to concentrate on the where moth and rust destroy.

For the last few weeks I have notice some new flaws with our house. Nothing time and money can fix of course, but flawless this house is not. Then I have to remind myself that new or old there are no guarantees that if you buy a house it will be standing in 6 months or 10 years. These are the thoughts that consume me. Even after we spend the money to fix this house up things are going to break, rust, crack, peel, dent, get scratched, need paint, stain, and get dirty. Where do you draw the line? What is good enough or not good enough? Even if you buy the top of the line materials in time it is going be destroyed.

This verse keeps popping up in my mind. Just wanted to share a Heather crazy thought moment~ brought to you by this old house. Just to clarify, I love my old run down 45 year old house ~ cracks and all. Mostly because it is more than most have in this world, more than I deserve and a great space for my family.

Next project is the pool fence. Mark ordered it last night. Doing it ourselves is going to save us about $2000. I am looking forward to the savings, but NOT the work. In reality I probably won't be doing much of the work. My job is to take care of the kids and make sure they stay out of the way. I will post pictures soon.

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