The Appreciation Room
Posted by VictoriaMay 18

A concept I came across in a book called The Love Dare, states that in every person’s heart there is a place called the Appreciation Room. In this room we write on the walls, all the qualities and strengths we appreciate about the people we love. We write words and phrases like, “thoughtful”, “a hard worker”, or “has a lovely smile” etc. It’s a beautiful room full of light and warmth.
But then we have another room in our heart, the Depreciation Room. On the walls of this room are scrawled painful words, memories and weaknesses of the people we love. Whether you realize it or not, you record arguments and hurtful words spoken here. It’s a place where anger is festered into bitterness.
This can be applied to all relationships, your parents, your siblings, your spouse (or your future one), and friends.
Sometimes, when the waters of life are choppy, we tend to visit the Depreciation Room a whole lot more the Appreciation Room. When times are tough we forget why we loved these people in the first place because we never go into the sun lit room and remember their strengths. The trick is, learning to rein in your thoughts when you start to go on a tangent about all the shortcomings around you. Focus on the good, because that is what true love does. And that is what Jesus does.
And above all things have fervent love for one another, for love will cover a multitude of sins. 1 Peter 4:8








A while back, I started to get into the habit of really praying and thinking on God when I was at work. Things were going great, but then there’s one problem, over the store loudspeakers secular pop music was always played. At first it was hard to concentrate with music, but I started to get better. Then this song started playing, like 100 times a day, it had a catchy tune and the lyrics were clean and interesting. For some odd reason I was drawn to it and it got stuck in my head. So everyday I would be prayin’ along, minding my own business and then “that song” would play and my mind would immediately go into music mode. It may seem trivial or even silly, but I started to feel like I was under attack. Like something was trying to keep me from talking to God. I was getting frustrated with myself for being so easily defeated. I prayed that my mind wouldn’t be distracted and over the course of a week I started to be able to close off my mind to the music, so that no matter what was playing, I could speak uninterrupted with my Savior.

