Walking in June and July 2018

Packing up and Heading Out

The summer of 2018 will be remembered as packing up and heading out, or at least preparing to head out.

So much preparation went into preparing the house for the auction that Mr. Patient and I  just plumb tuckered ourselves out. And the littles, too, worked diligently right alongside us completing every assigned task. There were many times when I noted that they would be ready for a well-deserved break just as us adults will be! I am not sure kids these days are expected to work as diligently as ours are, but they should be. We definitely do not buy into that kid-entitlement thing.

Our house received new paint, inside and out, new back deck, necessary repairs, cleaning up and out. We have packed, stored, trashed, shared, scrubbed, tossed, scraped, painted, removed, added and alllll the verbs that go along with preparing a home to sale. Our home wasn’t even in a terribly bad condition. I can’t imagine the added efforts and expense if it had been. Geez.

At one point in the painting process, it was clear that the littles and I could not co-exist with the ladders, drop cloths, and buckets of paint which where necessary for the men to complete the interior painting. We took that week to visit northeast Georgia and meet some Instagram friends. Our family loves Appalachia but we had never had the pleasure of traveling through that part of the region. An overnight stop at our son’s and daughter-in-law’s home was a sweet beginning to our trip. What joy for the opportunity to see how they are turning their walls into a beautiful first nest! Morgan manages the community garden, to boot. Way to go, son!

 

 

What fun times we had meeting new friends in Georgia who also blessed us with a wonderful homemade meal and kind fellowship! From the welcome sign at the door to the ease of conversation, we count our first visit to our new friends’ home as a top blessing-of-the-year. That’s the way I want MY guests to feel in my own home. Thank-you, Mrs. Claire and family.

 

The amazing view of God’s Creation from atop Black Rock Mountain is breathtaking…literally.

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The Old Ways and Lost Arts

NE Georgia has so many sites to enjoy, one of which is Foxfire Museum.. The children and I truly enjoyed our visit and were honored to sit down and delve into the history of Foxfire with Executive Director, TJ Smith.

 

 

Little Miss Homemaker sure has been learning much this summer about handcrafting, weaving, sewing. She received a personal tutorial regarding weaving from Mrs. Sharon Grist of the Foxfire Museum.

If desire makes one what they want to become, then Little Missy will certainly become an accomplished seamstress. Her sewing instructor and mentor, Mrs. Rachel, teaches new skills and methods each week to Little Miss Homemaker. We are very grateful for Rachel’s willingness to serve the Lord by “older teaching the younger”.

 

 

All of “our girls” have birthdays in July… our daughter and both daughters-in-law. Although our family spent Little Missy’s birthday cleaning out the cluttered garage/shop, we did take time to celebrate that evening with simple food, cake, paper plates and 10 candles.

One of THE BEST treats and surprises to occur in July was the opportunity to visit a few hours with our oldest son, Trev, who is in the military. He lives miles and miles away from us but the Army decided to fly him to weeklong classes only an hour and a half’s drive from our home!! This whole trip was sudden to him and to us but you’d better bet that we made plans and all took off to see him! What pure joy– that I choose to believe was directly from the Heavenly Father! His timing is always perfect and He knew this was a huge needful blessing at just the right time. I stand in awe of HIM!

 

 

The month ended with the successful sale of our house at auction.. Our Abba Father is making some things very clear to us and we anticipate He will continue to do so. If He chooses to not make them clear, may we have the strength and desire to continue trusting Him. By His Stripes and Power, not our own!

Thanks for visiting us today, friends.

❤️Katie

Walking in April and May 2018

Reunions and Beginnings

Our family’s Spring of 2018 would most certainly be categorized in this way. The two months which consist of spring in our neck of the woods were filled with adventurous beginnings and precious reunions. The first week-end of April was Easter, the time when most of the world remembers with greater attention the crucifixion of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Easter is the epitome of beginnings, wouldn’t you agree? Although the littles, Mr. Patient and I took a quick trip to Mississippi to check-out the possibility of buying a used RV, we made sure we were back for Easter Sunday. What a precious gift that we were all offered, if we choose to accept! Forgiveness of sins. Although we as believers remember His death every week, isn’t it precious that we can do so with more concentration on what is believed to be the accurate time of His Sacrifice? It is kind of like celebrating that my children are alive every day but giving them extra-special attention on their birthdays.

Here are a few shots from that MS trip and Easter Sunday, as well as the videos regarding that week-end.

Traveling to MS and Update

Results of looking at RV in Mississippi (Update: After it was said and done, we probably wouldn’t recommend this place as they never Continue reading “Walking in April and May 2018”

To the Next Owners of Our House

July 27, 2018, the Night before our House Auction

 

Dear Next Owners of our House,

 

Twelve hours from now our lives will have taken a major turn. We will be preparing to move out of our home as you prepare to move in. This is what we wanted, what we want, but the knowing doesn’t make the transition terribly easy.

 

You see, we will have been married 29 years on July 29, the day after our house auction. For all of those years, we have lived in married housing, a small apartment, a starter home, my family’s homestead and now what is to be your new home. We moved to this house just over six years ago when my husband’s job brought us to this area. The Lord gave us the job and the house, which has been perfectly suited for our family and our needs.

 

Each house in which we have lived has been more than a house, but a home. There is a difference, you surely know. A house is Continue reading “To the Next Owners of Our House”

Liberty and Homegrown Tomatoes

Those of us in the United States of America are celebrating our country’s 242nd birthday today, July 4, 2018. Most are, at least.

This calendar year finds lots of Americans bothered to the point that celebrating the Independence of the colonies from England in 1776 a difficult thing to do. They are having a hard time finding the joy in our Independence when their personal worlds are in physical, emotional, spiritual, or personal bondage.

Indeed, one doesn’t have to look far to hear the true stories of folks who are marginalized, hurt, persecuted, abandoned, separated, and discouraged in this country. Many are fearing the freedoms they hold dear to be slipping away. This is true of folks on both sides of the political aisle, as well as those who are in the middle of the aisle or even riding fences. Loss of freedoms and marginalization are not simply issues reserved for one particular group of folks; this seems to be the general emotional consensus.

But, there is hope. I choose to believe people are good, generally speaking. I believe people want to be treated fairly and loved honestly. We have met a good many of them on our travels. We have hosted many, many folks in our homes through the years and heard lots of life-stories. When we boil down the busyness, pressures and aspects of humanity, it turns out we all just desire the freedom to live and love on this ball of earth the way we see fit, going about joyfully without trouble.

You want “change we can believe in” or are you interested in “making America great again”?? Okey doke, listen up, because it is simple. It costs you Continue reading “Liberty and Homegrown Tomatoes”

Serving Up Waffles and Hope

Have you ever left Waffle House with tears of happiness? Oh…you haven’t? So, it is just me? Hmmm…perhaps it is because the littles and I are on the tail-end of a weeklong trip without Dad to help out. We felt the need to leave home for a week as we just couldn’t co-exist with the the house painters who are readying our home for the July auction**. Surely I don’t have to tell you that my eyes are bloodshot, my body is tired and the kids are beyond ready to run and play in their own backyard. However, the trip has been a sweet time of fellowship with many dear folks.

Back to the happy tears upon leaving the Powder Springs, Georgia, Waffle House this morning. Perhaps my happiness and contentment comes from our experience at this restaurant today. I think so.

As we travel around the nation we realize this world may have its problems and brokenness but there are good people who care about others in this world. There is hope and there is strength in the goodness of Americans and humanity. When someone wakes up and goes to her job with a good attitude and works as if she is serving the Lord and not humans, then it is obvious to others and this makes the day brighter and the world more hopeful.

One of those folks who spreads that hope is Audi at Waffle House Unit #1496 in Powder Springs, GA, right outside of Hiram. Ya’ll, she cared for us as if she knew we were travel-weary. Maybe she could tell?

 

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Ms. Audi made sure the kiddos were content with coloring books and crayons while she kept my coffee hot and filled. She is a conversationalist but Continue reading “Serving Up Waffles and Hope”

Casseroles and Tacos

Have you ever had a crazy idea that turned out to be such a blessing? That’s what has happened this month to a friend of ours and me (Katie). We have launched a project which has actually proven to be a blessing in each of our personal lives.

That friend is Andrea from Our Supper Stories.  I was nearly in tears when I first read her blog a few months ago. The similarities between our stories are so incredibly striking, as well as our purpose, passion and desire to listen and share stories.

Andrea and I began communicating. A lot. When we first met on Instagram , we had so very much to catch-up on as we seemed destined to be friends. It was during one of those communications that the words, “let’s begin a podcast”, flowed through the wifi waves which connect the 2,129 miles between us. What a leap of faith and one that we know the Lord led us to take! Our own stories seemed so similar yet so different. In fact, we felt Continue reading “Casseroles and Tacos”

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