So here we have a revisit to the C.S. Lewis Room. On the left is the room photographed from the bedroom hallway. On the right, standing in the living room looking through the alcove (note my grampa's antique secretary) toward the kitchen. In all of the re-doing we've been blessed to be able to scoot furniture from here to there without buying anything new except the brown leather ottoman in the family room. Here the living room (C.S. Lewis Room) is now occupied by the blue camel back sofa, formerly my gramma's, that used to be in the family room. The china cabinet likewise has been in the family room but will be in the living room for a while. It's likely the cabinet will find its way back to Connecticut in a few months when Dean's mom's piano takes up residence. But for now, looks pretty good there, huh?
I wasn't sure how the blue couch would look but it really kind of pops with the wall color and I'm liking it! This room is the no tech room. No television, no computers, no radio even. It's where we go for quiet conversations, to read, to pray or just to decompress at the end of a long day. The lack of electronic diversions is intentional. Just this morning I opened my front door and sat in there to drink my coffee. Sometimes, this room almost feels sacred. Maybe because it was my gramma's special space in the house, where her Bible could be found on the coffee table. It seems like a room in which the Holy Spirit has made himself comfortable.
Small grace: Quiet places.