Once a blog about a house, and still is.
Finding grace in unlikely places.
Processing current culture through the lense of the Gospel of Jesus.
Always balancing the tightrope of caring about this world, and not caring too much.
Waiting game.
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Signed enough papers to fill a moose's stomach. Gotten our inspection, soil test, and sewer scope. Now, it is in the banks hands.
For at least this past year, I've been wanting to try and put into words the beginning of a dream and how that dream became a reality. I'm not the best writer and I know that shouldn't matter but I always let it get in the way of me writing anything. The other struggle for me is that I have a lot of input in my life and not a lot of output. I love gathering information, thoughts, pictures, stories of purpose. But the thing is this, they're starting to get all muddled and I'm forgetting what their purpose was in the first place. And I really don't want to forget. I don't want to forget what my and my husband's dream was and how suddenly we've found ourselves doing a little bit of what we were made to do. So with this written piece of transition, this blog will take on a different purpose. Our house now is serving as a space for sabbaticals and rest for people involved in the never-ending work of the Gospel. These are people who have been sent out b...
Yep, that time of year, when we go out an buy a sad dead tree and stab it into a wobbly metal stand and wrap lights and shiny stuff from it. We got two, actually. Remember that book "Indian In The Cupboard"? Same idea, but with a nubian nativity. So, bring an ornament for the tree(s) next time you stop by. Make it personal, make sure it has your name written on it somehow, so we can remember it for always. Musical choices: n*sync, Nat king Cole, Louis Armstrong, BB king, et al. (Mostly the latter. Ben and I threw up on the computer after the third boy band Christmas craptacular song) posted from Bloggeroid
Ah the homestretch. The light at the end of the tunnel. The taste of what life will be like when it's all done. The part where you're in pain, but you're almost done so you keep going. You say, i've gone this far, there's no reason to not finish. And thank God that we're in it together. Even our friends and family who don't live here have been such a huge help! They've jumped in with so much enthusiasm sometimes that jay, ben & myself don't know what to do with it! But we are so thankful for it. We need it. We thrive on it. In less than 2 weeks, there won't be 5 people living here anymore. And come September, when the leaves change along with our lives, there will only be 3 of us (ben, myself & luke). The past 2 years have been a season. Well, more like an era, with lots of seasons. It's the little things that I'll miss. I feel like this house (and all that has come with it) has bonded us in so many ways. But i'm excited for...
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