An unplanned blogging hiatus has occurred, which is really more like an oh my word, where did the last several days, weeks, and basically the whole month go?
Each and every time I did sit down to write I had too much to say and then nothing could come out…So, today I sit and force myself. Just type it….Prepare for random and possibly long. There will be cute chicken pictures somewhere, so maybe just scroll through for those.
First, this one day I posted something about my kids begging me to live on a farm. By nightfall we were moving to land. I kid you not. God uses even Facebook, my friends.
The set up of our new home was clearly orchestrated by God. Every last detail. It is all so fabulous. We have been in our current rental home for almost 8 years and it has been well loved. While on one hand my heartstrings are breaking, I answered my daughter’s questions of aren’t you going to miss all the memories here? with a resounding NO because we are going to take them with us. Take them with us and then add a whole bunch more. I can’t wait for this new chapter.
*My new backyard
I began the great organizational clean out of twenty thirteen, hardly knowing it was in preparation for a move. So somehow during all of the regular of life these days, I have thrown in cleaning, sorting, and packing a 2400 square foot home into a pyramid of boxes ready to make its way to our new location just several miles from our current home. I quite literally lay awake at night decorating my new place in my head. No counting sheep here, just rearranging furniture tediously and meticulously, all the while imagining the possibilities and trying to decide if it really is too over the top to put a chandelier in my new chicken coop. I’m leaning towards, no, not hardly.
*one of my favorite rooms of my house was reduced to a plain room of nothingness this week. My treasures are in boxes for the new place. I highly recommend candlelight in bathrooms. You light candles and bathroom dirt disappears. I promise.
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I have been trying to come to terms with some regrets lately. Have you been there? They have just been laying heavy on my heart. Nothing earth shattering in the grand scheme of things, just sometimes do you look back and say, “really? where WAS my head in those days?” Those decisions were not good ones. Not like bad sin decisions, just course of life ones, ones that led you down a path that you thought was great, but it wasn’t. Of course hindsight as they say IS twenty twenty and if I knew then what I know now, I would have done things very different, BUT we live and learn and that is what I am trying to come to terms with. (Three major cliches in one giant run on sentence, impressive right?). Maybe it is just the result of growing older and hopefully becoming wiser that you look back sometimes and think I never want to waste any of my God given moments again. Not ever.
Then I heard it…
“I don’t have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way He loves me.”
Focus on Jesus.
I know He never wastes a moment. He causes everything to work together for good, but the human me wants to wallow sometimes. Mourn for moments lost because of decisions not made with my eyes fixed on Him. Or go down the I wonder if road….knowing full well that it leads to nowhere.
We enter this world naked and screaming, life can take its toll, and by 41 I have a collection of baggage. Some full, some empty.
Lord Jesus, please empty them all.
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It’s the second most wonderful time of the year. Straight up right behind Jesus’ Birthday. My mailbox is full of curriculum catalogs. What IS it that is just so darn fun about choosing it all? I am SO excited about next year and the way things are already shaping up. Every year this gets easier and I can NOT believe that we will beginning our 5th year of homeschooling in the fall. FIFTH. F I V E. Seriously, it’s incredible.
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Speaking of numbers I have SIX chickens. Stevie, Princess Consuela, Diver, Iris, Lola, and Emily. They are days old and the cutest things. Ever. Ever. Ever. So far so good. We have kept them alive for six days. By the time we are all settled in our new place, they should be just about ready to move into theirs.
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School continues amongst the chaos. Just as a mom learns to multi task a little bit better with each additional child added to the family, a homeschool mom learns to multitask with an alarming capacity as well. Education, toddlers, packing. All in a day’s work. Think octopus.
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I am caught up. Four of these bad boys. All sitting pretty. Caught up. Organized. Bliss. I’m a nerd. Yes, I know.
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All for now…