Family

Dad isn’t very happy with my tiny house notions, or with the land I chose. Or so he says. But he’s been out mowing the grass, pulling and salvaging siding, cleaning trash out of the yard… I think he likes it more than he wants to let on.

I’ve learned a lot from him–I know I don’t want to mow two acres because he has three and they’re a lot of work. But I do know mine can go back to natural habitat. He doesn’t understand that yet, but I think in time he will. I grew up reading floor plans because he always wanted to build a house. He didn’t, but I know I can because of what I learned from him. Even my saving and living with less stemmed from lessons I learned from my family growing up-a family that had a large garden and several fruit trees, who canned fruits and veggies, who pressed cider and lived without air conditioning, cable, video, or a microwave very happily for many years.

Maybe part of why what I’m doing concerns Dad is because he remembers that time differently than I did. He remembers the work and the stress of never feeling he had quite enough. There will be work enough, still. There is work in any dream. However, I’ve come to a place in life where the things don’t matter, and where I realize I’m actually happier and healthier without many of them. I feel richer now than I ever have, even though I have quite a bit less than I’ve had for many years.

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About thrugracealone

I'm a country girl raised city. I prefer open windows to AC, love a good thunderstorm, and enjoy hearing the owls and seeing lightning bugs. A bit old-fashioned, maybe, I can recognize many trees by name, resent elms and weeds, wish for a large garden and canning skills, and hope someday to downsize and get a few acres in the country. I am blessed with a terrific church, a good job, a sturdy house, two cats and a yard full of strawberries and mulberries in the right season. Some of my other favorite things to do are spoiling nieces and nephews, reading, swimming, biking, long walks, and blogging, of course. One of my favorite stories is creation. My abbreviated version goes like this: 1In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2Now the earth wasa formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters... And God moved... And God said... And it was very good. If God can speak to darkness, to an earth without form and void, and make something like this that we see everyday, and make it very good (and it was even better before the Fall!), He will surely make something wonderful out of the dark, void situations I sometimes find myself in. He has, and it's been very good. Two top posts: Can a Person Lose their Salvation? http://wp.me/p1CY5z-1R Baptism! http://wp.me/s1CY5z-baptism

Posted on January 11, 2013, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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