Blessed Builders: Life Behind Walls
Blessed Builders: Life Behind Walls Welcome: When I was a kid, we lived in Troy, Alabama. I can remember the layout of my childhood home. I had a bedroom. Just across the hall was my brothers room. Down the hall and to the right was a bathroom and then there was a guest room on the left and my Mom and Dad’s room was on the right. We had a large den and a adjoining kitchen. My Dad finished our garage and turned in into a game room. That’s where I learned how to play ping pong. It was a great house. Yet, there was one place in the house that me and my brother could not go. It was basically off limits. Do you know what room I am talking about? That’s right, the living room! No one was allow to live in the living room. If you, me or my brother lived in the living room, my mother might kill us. The carpet was always vacuumed. Everything was always dusted. It was exactly the way ...