Since my roommate moved out 8 months ago to get married and start a new life elsewhere, I had left the door to her old room closed. Sure, I took advantage of her walk-in closet for some overflow storage boxes and stashed an empty file cabinet on the wall where her desk used to be. Other than that, though, the room remained empty and silent at the end of the hallway, not really a part of my home at all. Once school ended for the summer and I turned in my year-end checklist, all that started to change. I felt the Lord’s nudging to step out in faith with a…