In the House of Stone and Light

To everything there is a season.

This is the season to work on our house. The house of stone and light.

I thought I was making ground. . . the leaves and branches from the storm keep falling but I'm keeping up. The basement is coming along--we have cabinets and one coat of paint and the doors got hung yesterday--more trim today.  All that is left is the tile, toilet and sink, and the carpet and last coat of paint.

Then. . . yesterday we had the second visit from the insurance company regarding the hail damage.  This time we got the A team. The national hail team. Tim was just in from two months of figuring claims in Amarillo. I said I'm sorry about that. Two months in a hotel in Amarillo. Lord have mercy. I was about to write him a check.

They spent an hour an a half around the house and on the roof. So. . . looks like we will be needing a new roof and most of the house will need to be re-stained. Perhaps the thought of the roof leaking onto the two grand pianos put the fear of God into them. Maybe it was the private roof contractor I had there and Kathy our builder happened to stop by about then too. . . funny how that all came down.

I felt a little guilty. The roof is only 12 years old. But Tim told me they have to substantiate every claim and if the roof wasn't compromised they wouldn't replace it.  They have strict guidelines. And the old shingles get recycled. I felt a little better then.

Bring it on.

I've already had contractors here everyday since June. The ferns are already wrecked for the year. No better time to make an even bigger mess. But this time--I'm getting my own guy to do the stain. I'm becoming partial to 30 something guys who own there own business. It's not what you think. They just do a good job. They have shiny clean trucks that they are proud of. Matt goes around with his brush free handing it and you never see a drip drop anywhere. They don't smoke--they are from our generation. They listen to descent music on their jam boxes. Okay, they are a little cute.  

I'm so hoping to get all this done and move back into the basement and get on with the next ten years of raising my children and teaching piano and serving God. I know there will always be something. But this is really the last big push in this house. We could have moved to Atlanta or Chicago or Denver. . . but we stayed here. So I'm digging in my heals.  In the house of stone and light.

I love this Martin Page song on many levels. I want my house to be strong and filled with light. But the song is not about a structure--it's about the dwelling place of our mind. To me this song is about making my Christian faith the stone foundation and joy the light of the the house of my spirit. Hopefully I'm getting that house a little in order this summer as well. Stone and light. To everything there is a season.


Link to Martin Page's Song

MARTIN PAGE

In The House Of Stone And Light lyrics

O Mount Kailas uncover me
Come my restoration
Wash my body clean

I've been walking
Along a crooked path
Where the walls have fallen
Broken me in half

I'm telling you
I will not rest till I lay down my head
I'm gonna go
In the house of stone and light

I shall not cry
For the blind man I leave behind
When I go
In the house of stone and light, yeah
In the house of stone and light

Holy lady
Show me my soul
Tell me of the place
Where I must surely go

Old man waiting
At the gates for me
Give me the wisdom
Give me the key

I'm telling you
I will not rest till I lay down my head
In the house of stone and light

I make my way
Oh, gonna be such a beautiful day
In the house of stone and light
In the house of stone and light

Let me in beneath my skin
In the house of stone and light

It's been too long
My spirit's been at war
Havasupai Shaman
Let me be reborn

And I will embrace
The sun upon my face
Come the day
I awake the child inside
In the house of stone and light

And when I go
I will op', op', open my eyes
In the house of stone and light
I will see you
In the house of stone and light

Looking in beneath my skin
In the house of stone and light

Going inside
In the house of stone and light
(Stone and light)
Looking for the child
In the house of stone and light
(See myself got such a good shelter)
In the house of stone and light

In the house of stone and light
(I'm gonna let this child come washing of water)
In the house of stone and light
(He's speakin' softly to me)
(I must go there, to find my soul, yeah)

In the house of stone and light
(I can see so clearly now)
(I will go there, to find my soul, yeah)
In the house of stone and light
(Well keep on knocking on my door)
(I must go there, to find my soul, yeah)

In the house of stone and light
(I will go there, to find my soul, yeah)
In the house of stone and light
(I must go there, to find my soul, yeah)