We've moved all of our stuff into a climate controlled storage unit (my parents basement) and we've moved the remainder of our belongings and ourselves into my Sister and Brother-in-law's extra rooms (their basement). Thankfully, the MidWest has basements otherwise this move wouldn't have been possible. We've moved here to start something. But in order to start something you almost always have to give up something. Among other things we've given ourselves up to live in a basement.
I think a basement is kind of a 21st-century-suburban-cave. I'm reminded that God does some of his best works in caves. David hid in them for years while waiting for King Saul to come to his senses. Elijah, in exhaustion took cover in one after running for his life. Moses in the cave that was the cleft of the rock while God passed by. All men were changed by the cave. They entered out of humility and necessity. They exited with courage and expectation.
All of these events point toward the ultimate cave experience... Jesus... and his cave. He was placed in one for 3 days. The cave was where God's humility and power collided. In Jesus The echoes are still being heard and will, in fact, never fade away. The cave was the plan. It was always the plan. Why are you running away from the cave? The only real power in this universe is the ability to give power away. The only real way to be God is to stop acting like you are God.