You are the roof over my head
When I was five months pregnant, I left work. I took my Super out and decided to renovate our home. I'd renovated the house in my mind for some time, creating it into my ‘dream house’ and now I had the money to do it. The renovations significantly improved our lifestyle.
Even though we had extended the house twice and added a spa pool, I still day dreamed of more additions until I read the following Scripture in Psalm 49:11: "you name your estates after yourselves as though your lands could be yours forever." God’s word was timely. My mind was too much on the things of this world. I recorded the realization in some poems and added them to my growing collection.
Hand in hand with Jesus There's a time of perfect contentment They know the gain of surrender They love Him with utter dependence |
Dream Home The houses here No earthly dreams The perfect house |
"A Prayer of Moses the man of God. Lord, You are our dwelling from generation to generation." Psalm 90:1
Well it turned out just as God had pointed out to me - our house was indeed only a temporary home. When we sold it we'd over capitalized on it because we weren't thinking of it they way God was.
When we renovated our second home, I was still thinking about my "Dream home" until I came across a similar Bible verse. It spoke about houses being temporary dwellings again. So when we moved to Canberra and bought our third home, I didn't want to make the same mistake. Consequently the house never felt like a permanent home and I didn't even screw my cooking utensil rack onto the wall! I leaned it against the wall and there it stayed unsecured all the years we were there!
I was thinking about how God had dried up the sea making a road for His people to travel on and how they wandered through the wilderness guided by cloud and fire. They had forty years with God as the only permanent roof over their head - Eleytsuwr, God the Rock and so I created an art work where the houses were made from the rock texture. I put a "roof frame" over the road through the mountains, as a symbol for the protective attribute of God and put a hole in the rock with water gushing out into a pool the same shape as the door frame. I did this to represent the time when Moses struck the rock as God had commanded in order to provide water for the thirsty. I called it, "You are the roof over my head" as a reminder that all other houses we build, buy or renovate are only temporary dwelling places. Our real and permanent home is in God.
I exhibited it first in the the Australian National Gospel Happening (NGH) Art Exhibition 2005.
In 2015 when we had begun thinking of our fifth home, someone said, "We are God's dream house." It made me smile. I'd begun dreaming again of the kind of house I wanted next and God was dreaming of me. How lovely He is. Where You want me Lord, is where I want to be.