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The Lost Skill of Serving Your Family




My grandmother's house is always clean. Even to this day, when she can't get around much, it's clean. She still makes dinner most evenings. She takes granddad's plate to him, pours him an ice cold glass of milk, and then makes her plate. When she was in her prime, you wouldn't see her sit down once during the holidays. She was in the kitchen all day, cleaning up while everyone sat down to eat, and then after almost all of us had left, she'd finally eat her food. She would tell us that she wanted to enjoy our company, so she wanted to clean up quickly and then she would sit down and enjoy her family.

Her household was her sanctuary. It was her priority. It was the one job that she was taught to do well, above all else. And you know what? She loved doing it.

I have to admit, being a housewife is not my greatest accomplishment.  It is a daily learning experience for me. I am constantly learning new things about being a good wife, a good mother, and a good housekeeper. I am constantly becoming. And while we seem to have more distractions in today's world, it's no excuse.

And Then, He Put Mud on My Eyes



For the past four weeks we've been dealing with sickness in our household. The first week it was a vicious stomach bug. Actually, the rest of the family got it two weeks before, but I came down with it the week before last. Last week, Junior had a 24 hour stomach bug, probably from my issues the week before. The following day, I came down with what I thought was the same thing, but I was absolutely wrong. It was the most miserable 3 days of my life in the past few years. I think it's especially worse when you rarely get sick. But because I already had a low immune system, and I failed at boosting it, I caught the crud. The tonsillitis crud. Well, at least according to the way I felt, medical books, and WebMD. And then this week, Jr has pink eye and an ear infection. Joy.

We finally went to the doctor to get "the good stuff".

At one point, while laying on my back during my sickness, staring at the ceiling, my mind took me back to the last church service we attended. I couldn't remember if it was the week before or more than two weeks. Time escaped me among the sickness. But in my head, something our Pastor said kept rolling around. He had mentioned briefly in his sermon about the man who was healed of blindness (John 9), and how weird it was that Jesus put mud on his eyes to heal him. He mentioned how awkward we would think it would be these days, if a man, especially Jesus, walked up to us and slapped mud on our eyes and told us to go bathe in a pool.

Why? What's so special about this mud and that pool that could heal me? I've gotten mud in my eyes before. I've bathed in that pool my entire life. What now makes it worthy enough, or makes me worthy enough, to heal?

Herbal Remedies Aren't God


I laid in bed with my palm pushing on the side of my head. This pain that would shoot down the side of my head, down my face, into my back and neck—it was absolutely, and definitely, one of the worst pains I had ever experienced in my entire life. I tried everything to make it go away. I tried my essential oils, I tried herbs, I tried herbal massage rubs, I tried over the counter pain killers—nothing was touching it. Absolutely nothing.

I was dizzy, nauseous, and an emotional basket-case because I couldn't fix myself. Of course, you wouldn't have known it unless you were my husband, because I try my hardest to keep it together as much as possible.

Two days I went through this. Two days. Until finally Mark looked at me and said, "let's go, we're going to the ER."

And I agreed with him...

What Falls From the Sky | Book Giveaway!




I am in love with this book. I am in love with the words that flow off of the pages. I am in love with the walk through the seasons which cause me, myself, to look up at the sky each time I walk out my front door. If nothing more, this book causes me to be aware of my daily surroundings, taking joy in the littlest of blossoms, the tiniest drop of rain, and yes, even the cold and foggy days. 

If you're here, you're most likely here to find another book giveaway of this fabulous read, What Falls From the Sky, written by my beautiful friend, Esther Emery. And guess what...you've found it!

Esther is giving away several books in the month of April, so be sure to check out her website to find the other giveaways!

Homestead Homemaking Series


Homemaking isn't something I often found joy in. In fact, you could say that I have lost my joy in homemaking. But there is greatness and beauty within it. On my journey to re-learning old skills and rekindling the joy of raising a family and loving my husband, I want to take you along for the journey. 

There are so many women who are struggling with joyful homemaking, because they find it oppressive. I am often faced with the question, "why am I the only one who has to clean up after everyone?" and that's something I used to ask myself as well.

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