The House That Built Me

I know they say you can’t go home again
I just had to come back one last time
Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam
But these hand prints on the front steps are mine

Up those stairs in that little back bedroom
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar
I bet you didn’t know under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

Mama cut out pictures of houses for years
From Better Homes and Gardens magazine
Plans were drawn and concrete poured
Nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama’s dream

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can
I got lost in this old world and forgot who I am

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I walk around I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

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I chose this lovely song performed by American country artist Miranda Lambert and written by Tom Douglas and Alan Shamblin. I was hoping today I could post a few snapshots I have of my childhood home but they are tucked away at my daughters house. My father built our home with his own two hands for my mother in 1946, the year my older brother Ed was born. We lived in that home and there are so many wonderful memories there that this song reflects that for me. My mother lived in that house for many years after my father passed away. When she moved in with my sister Mary the house stayed empty for awhile. When she passed away it was sold to someone outside of our family and that is a very bittersweet memory for me. My maternal grandmother died in that house as well as my dad. My childhood pets lived and died there too. The memories are incredible and I am so very blessed because I have no horrible memories of my childhood home. My childhood was ideal. I can close my eyes and see those memories clearly in my mind. Miranda Lambert said when she was recording this song she had her mother send her snapshots of that house and did not tell her mom why. She said she had them in the recording studio while she was recording the song.

Memories are such a part of our lives and  family is the center of our core living on this earth and in the bodies we were given as loaners by God. One day we will join our loved ones who have left before us and join them in God's eternal world. Until then we should be good stewards of the Word of God and read our scriptures daily and live our lives in the best manner we can and follow in Christ's footsteps until we join Him in Heaven someday.

Joshua 24:15 (New American Standard Bible)

 ¹⁵"If it is disagreeable in your sight to serve the LORD, choose for yourselves today whom you will serve: whether the gods which your fathers served which were beyond the River, or ^(A)the gods of the Amorites in whose land you are living; but as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD."