Pop-Pop's Bed

About a year ago I was in a sort of panic. I wondered what I would do with my time when the kids were no longer homeschooling. I knew that it wouldn't be my choice to decide what I would do. I knew God had a plan, He just wasn't sharing that plan with me. After about a day of our last session of homeschooling it was put on our hearts to bring Pop-Pop here. We gave ourselves the summer to make up his room, go on our family vacation, ready the house and the yard and prepare Pop-Pop for the transition. I had to move, store or give away all our homeschool stuff; move furniture around; buy a dresser, a bed, a TV and shades and curtains; order cable, etc. etc. etc. As you know, Pop-Pop didn't stay long and then he died. I wondered about all the things we did to prepare that room for Pop-Pop's comfort. It was worth it for sure - it would have been worth it if he only stayed one day - yet, I still wondered about our family room that is no longer a family room, but a guest suite. Then I realized that in less than a year's time (8 months to be exact) we have had 8 people sleep in Pop-Pop's bed (not counting the members in this house who have slept there for one reason or another). Imagine, 8 house guests, some who have come repeatedly, in Pop-Pop's bed. Our guests range in age from 18 to 82. Our last (and most frequent) guest said, "I love your family," and later went on to say that he feels the love of Jesus in our home. My heart will surely sing with delight every time I wash those sheets. . .