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Monday, November 25, 2013

P U S H through . ... .. whilst carrying. . . whilst in tears. there is Joy on the other side.

Many things
have happened in the last five months
both happy and sad

We sold our Beloved Home of 10 happy years
We were blessed to stay with Beloved family for a short while
We found another beautiful home. .. but it doesn't feel 
like we are Home yet. 
We brought our dear little sons and critters along for a wild ride. . . . 
and we lost our dear sweet wild cat maggs of almost 10 years.. . 
who we guess .. lost a good fight with a fox or coyote 
 ( i guess she wasn't wild after all. . . only in city terms ) 

but we miss her very much. .
and are heart and homesick often still . . 
 while having to keep on working very hard every day and night to take a very olde 
house . . . 1757 . . . 
and with the Lord's blessing
turn it into our Home again.


 Hold on tight little one.
It's a bumpy ride.







 .. but often not without shedding many tears


  New littles were born
to olde littles  
( my baby sis' first )


 My beautiful sweet chickies had to find new everyday
stomping grounds. . . which im still not happy about . .
since i don't get to see them as much. . with more space to roam.


 It is very sad that we often do not know what we have
. . until it's gone.


  a new very olde hearth 
which has seen countless families . . and fires and wood . . and boots



 Get it together girl

Pick yourself up.
Dust yourself off
. . .
and start all OVER.
.. . again.



 My new "warming comforting" drink
half water half milk 
a teaspoon or so of coconut oil ( your skin will thank you )
a teaspoon or so of whatever sweetener you prefer
warm up to very hot
sprinkle muchly with fresh nutmeg and cinnamon and sugar

it rather tastes like eggnog
and is quite cozy


 This is what we left the familiar heartbeat of the city for.
. . wild tall grass.
long walks past not much of anything in particular but all lovely and fresh
fallen leaves that we don't have to ever rake again 
since now we just hop on a tractor and turn them into mulch for the 
most beautiful lime green grass you've ever seen.



So far im finding it overwhelming to 
even try and settle into a place that still needs
more care then we have time or means to give it.. . .but 
with much outside help  ( thank you forever and ever dad )
and my kindest sweetest husbands nightly efforts despite working full time 
and being the best dad in the world whilst doing heavy renovations every tired hour he gets ) 
it is. . . s l o w l y  feeling more familiar and more like a place we belong.



     It is all . . . the moving. .
the losing of a pet you thought would grow very olde before they were suddenly gone.
The quiet sleepy new babies amidst my less sleeping swirling whirling days
The constant, very real acts of love from family and friends that never stops giving
and sacrificing.

is all . . so good 
at reminding me 

that we do not belong here. . . for long.
only for as long as the Lord wills.

and then
when He is ready
we will go home

and we don't have to fix it first
or lose anything in the move
or miss.. . anything.

we will be HOME home.

and that will be ALL.


 im trying to let go.

but it's NOT easy.


 

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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Total body Failure . . Oatmeal Days. . and Casting your Cares

this day. . above. . was one when quiet resided predominantly, a "real" dinner was made and actually planned ( that does NOT happen often in our house. ) and knitting. . of all unheard of things. . actually took place in the middle of the day whilst both littles played contentedly on the floor nearby. . like in a Little House on the Prairie book. . Surreal . . but NICE.
This. . was yesterday. .

ToDAY. . on the other hand. . was in every way opposite as you can get
and i would LOVE to know how this happens.
the old saying "when it rains it pours" seems to
SO true and it just puzzles me.
i encourage a fairly quiet existence .. especially at home
and yet some nights are inevitably sleepless, some mornings a
total BLUR... afternoon naps a JOKE . . and dinner. . after NO thought and all of a
sudden realizing .. . wow. . im HUNGRY and so are my kids. .
is Oatmeal.
( not that there's anything wrong with oatmeal for dinner. . we are a big breakfast for dinner
family but it's more in the way we . . arrive. . at the oatmeal. :) )

why?

today everything felt difficult to DO
and it was truly a matter of choosing Joy
over . . anything in the opposing categories.

After the long day came to a quieter close and as i rocked littlest one to sleep
i had these olde familiar words come into my heart
and mind and they proved a great comfort and i was
lead to share them in hopes that others who need these
words. . will happen upon them in a hour of need.

i will Cast all my Cares upon You
i lay all of my burdens
down at Your feet
and any time
i don't know
what to do
i will cast
all my cares
upon You.

a song written from
1 Peter 5 : 7

Who else in the World but Jesus would ask us
to Cast. . Throw. .Lay. . Give away. . our burdens
at HIS feet.

Thank you LORD.



and oatmeal is indeed delish. . no matter what meal of the day. :)

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