Cabin time

I open the door to my little cabin home and invite you in. Some small boxes are brought to my attention and I set them on the table and open them, giving you access to them. I pulled out some others and repeat the process, leaving them all out and available to you. I ask if there is another and the large dark one under the bed is highlighted. I pull it out and open the combination lock. Lord, you have access to all the deepest parts of me. Even the cellar. I open the hatch door to the floor. Every part of me is open to your light. Nothing is left hidden. You’re welcome to do as you see fit, making this place your home. I see a vision of it transformed from a small cabin in the woods to a large castle in the mountains. We sit by the fireplace, you in a comfortable chair and me at your feet, leaning against your legs.

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