For those of you who have been following my blog for any amount of time you most possibly have realized two things:

#1 I live my life, to the best of my ability, by standing on the Word of God.

#2. I have an adult daughter living with me. When she asked to move in several years ago, I was a bit hesitant because we had not always gotten along. I had also been living solo for quite some time and had come to the point where I enjoyed my solitude.

I have a large house and all of my guest rooms are upstairs so it wouldn’t be cramped or anything. Logistically it would not be a problem.

That wasn’t the reason why I said “yes” though. I said “Yes” because of a verse that the Lord had brought to my attention several years before my daughter even asked to live with me.

The verse is Isaiah 58:7

“Share your food with the hungry, and give shelter to the homeless. Give clothes to those who need them, and do not hide from relatives who need your help.”

The first year or two that she was living with me, there were many times that I shook my fist at God saying, “I let her move back in because you told me to and she is treating me like this? Really?!”

A year and a half after she moved in… things started to change. The impetus was when I asked her to give me advice on what to do with an artists nook above my fireplace. That was where I have a beautiful picture of Jesus displayed. She offered to repaint it and she did a fantastic job.

We have had a few spats since then but they have been few and far between. The relationship has blossomed into something so wonderful. It has been an evolution of  healing for both of us.

Each day my love for my daughter grows.

Every single day I am in awe of the wonderful decisions she has made in her life. From the vast amount of friends she has, to the food she eats, she has wisdom. She is the most wonderful inspiration for me.

This morning the sweetest thing happened. She woke me up to ask if we had any coffee because she wanted to make some coffee for both of us before she left for the day.

Now I raise my hands in praise to God saying “Thank you Jesus!” every time I think of my daughter. She is truly not only a cherished daughter but also one of my closest friends.

May God in heaven be praised for the wisdom He has shared through the pages of His Holy Bible.