Years ago, the little booklet “My Heart, Christ’s Home” challenged me to move from viewing Christ as a guest in my heart to giving Him full ownership and control of my life. One morning I woke up with that analogy on my mind. I thought about my literal house as a picture of my soul. I imagined how my priorities might clash with His if He came to help me bring order to my home. Here is my imagined conversation with Christ: “Let’s attack the front porch. Everyone sees it. We can power wash Continue Reading