My heart was in a good place when I requested my husband to include a marble island in our tiny kitchen, to which he readily obliged. We were a young couple brimming with hopes and dreams as we started building our first home. To my mind, it wouldn't hurt if we used the few pieces of immaculate white marble tiles that were left with my side of the family after enduring a business bankruptcy just years before I got married. I wanted it to serve as a reminder of the Lord's faithfulness and lovingkindness for the next generation to see. How He gently ushered my family of origin into a life of full dependency on Him in the '90s, minus the earthly possessions that my parents had invested in through years of honest and gainful hard work. It will be a reminder of how the Lord saw us through during the humbling times of letting go by way of eviction . Back then, eviction , spelled with a big "E", was not yet glamorized in the entertainment industry such as in the...