Came across this picture the other day. I’m thankful to have lived in this sweet little apartment, but even more thankful that I no longer have it. When the opportunity to move in with housemates was realized and the reality of moving out of comfort hit, my heart was stressed. God brought me out of a place where my identity was so wrapped up in independence and comfort, and into community where I’m free to live out of the identity of one who is known, forgiven, and loved.