There’s a room in our house which has to be my favourite, we call it our snug. It used to be a dining room, then a TV room, and now it just has two chairs and a bookcase in it. It almost feels like this room has no purpose and yet I love to be in it. It’s one of the warmest and quietest rooms and it’s the place I go when I want to sit and read, or pray, or worship Jesus. I love this room, just me & Him in that quiet place, with the doors closed and no interruptions. But I got to thinking recently, am I doing an injustice to my children by doing this? How do they see, how do they know, really know what it’s like if I don’t show them?