Why Your Square Footage Does Not Define You
Several years ago, I heard a pastor on stage say he was afraid to move to Alabama because he thought it would just be backroads lined with trailers.
That didn’t sit well with me since I was once a little girl living in one of those trailers he was so afraid of seeing in Alabama.
More than anything, it made me sad that he seemed to be oblivious to the fact that there are people who God deeply loves living in trailers, lower-income apartments, and neglected houses.
I know he was joking, but that’s not a joke to so many people.
You are not more holy if you live in a big house. Those who live with less have the same access to God as those with massive wealth.
But they aren’t all charity cases either.
The world has attached shame to mobile homes, small houses, and tiny apartments unless they’re in New York City.
God never said you needed wealth on earth to claim your riches in Heaven.
We are to steward what we have, yes, but that amount looks different for every single person.
Next time you drive past a home that you’re tempted to turn your nose up at, maybe you can pray for them instead. But don’t stop there—you can befriend them and walk through life with them too.
Another thing? Not everyone who lives in a home that isn’t brand new with a white picket fence is in “poverty.” Some people choose slower lives, smaller homes, and stunning views. That doesn’t make them less either.
I’m preaching to myself here too—I promise.
I’ve heard it said that the ground is even at the foot of the cross, and I want to always remember that.
I don’t want to judge someone based off their home—big or small—or their money—whether lacking or abundant.
People are people are people and they all matter to God, so they should matter to us.
And let’s be careful about cracking jokes at the expense of others.
May we be people of God who speak love to and about others as often as we possibly can.
May we be people of God who see Him in every nook and cranny and on the side of every backroad.