Today we bought a house.
A beautiful 4 bedroom, 3 bath house with a gorgeous deck and back yard for the girls to play in.
Rory has a chandelier in her new room and a wall of mirrors to dance in front of. What could suite her better?! Ryder’s room has the perfect nook to create worlds in with her vivid imagination.
Andy and Ryder went to get the power and water turned on while Rory and I went to the new house to unload a few things.
But most importantly I needed some time to bless our house.
I know a lot of denominations have priests or pastors to come bless the house and I think that is wonderful.
For me, I just knew that it needed to be just me. My heart. My words. Just time for me to bless the house.
I walked through each room of the house and touched every wall.
“Lord. Bless this house.”
My words were soft and genuine. The more I walked and said those words, the harder the tears fell and the louder my cry was.
“Please, oh Lord. Bless this house.”
I got to the front door and put both hands on it as tears started flowing hard down my face.
“Lord, bless this house and everyone who walks through this door.”
I started thanking God for every opportunity we have had to lead us to this house: married young, college, first job and move to Louisiana, pregnant with my first baby and the big move to Texas, all those sleepless nights and two babies, Ryder’s surgery, Rory’s ear tubes and night terrors, our decision to move to TN, moving into our dream house in Savannah, two very hard years and being broken over things I could not change, Andy’s surprise phone call for a new job, moving to East TN, nine beautiful months in a tiny apartment, and finally home in a gorgeous neighborhood and a beautiful house.
“Thank you, Jesus, for bringing us here. Thank you for every single hard thing we have endured along the way. Thank you for every single victory. Thank you for Andy’s job and his work ethic. Thank you for letting me be the ‘manager’ of this home. Thank you for this gift. Lord, let me lead well here. Let me create a joyful atmosphere for my family. Let the laughter and love run rampant in this home.”
I walked upstairs and saw Rory dancing in her room. Such joy on her face. The tears fell harder.
I went into Ryder’s room and touched every wall.
“Lord, bless this house.”
Then I literally fell to my knees. Put my face on the ground. Sobbing. Tears of joy and thankfulness.
“Lord, thank you. Thank you for Ryder. Thank you for saving her. Thank you for every single hard and terrible thing she has endured and that we have had to go through to get her where she is now. Thank you, Jesus, for Ryder. My joyful, precious baby. Lord, if there is anything evil and not of you in this room GET IT OUT. Anything that is not of you is not allowed in this room. Lord, help Ryder to feel safe in this room. Let her sleep well in this room. Please dear Jesus, let this be the room she grows in her desire for you. Lord, let this be the room we pray together in. Let this be the room she that she asks for her Salvation in You in. Let this be the room that she grows in her relationship with You. Let this be the room she finds her confidence in through You. Oh Jesus, bless this room. Bless this room.”
Rory is no longer in her room so I take the opportunity to go into her room. The tears fall even harder. I have fought for Ryder’s health, but I’ve fought harder for Rory in every single way. Again, I fall to my knees and choke back sobs.
“Jesus, oh Jesus. Bless this room. Thank you for my gorgeous, smart, precious Rory. Lord, thank you for her life. Thank you for every hard thing we have endured with her in her life. Thank you for every single time you made me fight for her. Thank you for her tenacious and strong-willed spirit. Thank you for her charm and witty nature. Oh, Jesus, bless this room. If there is anything in this room that is not of You, make it leave NOW. If there is anything that could cause harm to Rory, get it out. Help Rory to feel safe in this room. Help her to finally sleep well in this room. Please, oh Lord, let her sleep. Oh, Jesus, let this be the room she gives her heart to you in. Let this be the room we pray together in and that she asks you for Salvation. Lord, let this be the room that she flourishes in. Let this be the room she discovers and explores who she is in You. Let this be the room where her mischievous spirit is warped into wanting knowledge in good things. Lord bless this room. Oh, God, bless this room.”
I walk downstairs to go into the master bedroom to pray and find the most beautiful sight on earth.
There she is, my tender-hearted Rory, on her knees in the middle of the room. She has tears on her face. And then I hear it.
“Jesus, bless this room. Thank you for this room for mom and dad. Help them to be happy in this room. Help them to sleep in this room. Help them to feel safe in this room. Thank you for the two closets and the bathroom just for them. Thank you for the tub mommy can relax in. Lord, bless daddy and mommy’s room.”
I’m not sure if I have ever cried such tears in my life. Tears of joy, thankfulness, and pure love.
Rory watched me bless the house and she blessed me the most by going to my room and blessing it for me.
Then she asked me if we could go bless the bedroom Papa, Mimi, Gigi and Grandpa would stay in.
“Lord, let this room have my Papa, Mimi, Grandpa and Gigi in it all the time. Let them come to my house and love coming here. Let them sleep good in this room. Let me have slumber parties with them. Let this be happy. Let us always have friends and family in it. Thank for for this room. Bless this room, Jesus. Amen.”
I could not have asked for a more perfect day blessing my house with my precious Rory.
“Oh, Jesus, bless our house.”