Harvesting Hanna

LOVE each other

2012-01-23T08:29:00.006-05:00

In the past 12 hours 2 verses have come to my attention, through my SOAP Ephesians study, and through Erasing Hell, by Francis Chan...

Ephesians 1:15-16
For this reason, because I have heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love towards all saints, I do not cease to give thanks for you remembering you in my prayers.

Matthew 5:21-22
You have heard that it was said to those of old, 'You shall not murder; and whoever murders will be liable to judgement.' But I say to you that everyone who is angry with his brother will be liable to judgement; whoever insults his brother will be liable to the council; and whoever says, 'You fool!' will be liable to the hell of fire.

Francis Chan (Erasing Hell) gives this commentary about Matthew 5:21-22
Have you called your brother a fool lately? On a blog? On facebook? Have you tweeted anything of the sort?
So often these hell passages become fodder for debate, and people miss the point of the warning. Jesus didn't speak of hell so that we could study, debate, and write books about it. He gave us these passages so that we would live holy lives. Stop slandering one another, and live in peace and brotherly unity. Jesus evidently hates it when we tear into our brothers or sisters with demeaning words, words that fail to honor the people around us as the beautiful image-bearing creatures that we are.

Wow, God. That was timely. You see I have felt pretty attacked lately by fellow believers whose views vary slightly from mine. I have not slandered in retort. BUT OOOOOOH how I have WANTED to. I have really really wanted to. I have written the words in my head. Put together with the Ephesians verses this is the heart change I have come away with.

~Love ALL saints. Even when it's not easy.
~Give thanks for each other. EVEN when you don't want to.
~Pray for each other. Prayer keeps the enemy at bay. We need to lift each other up, instead of cutting each other down.

Dear Lord, I am guilty. I may not have vocalized it, but I have thought it. Lord help me to have a tender heart. Help me to lift my fellow Christians. Help me to Love all Saints. I give thanks for each of your children and the different ways you have sculpted us. Help us each to hear YOUR voice, YOUR call, and obey YOUR will. Help us to be a reflection of your heart. In Jesus name. Amen.

Footnote: There is a difference between cutting each other down and holding each other accountable...
One is done in frustration and anger. One is done in love.

Erasing Hell

2012-01-22T09:11:00.005-05:00

Because Francis Chan could not put it any better, here is an excerpt from Erasing Hell that sums up what I have been learning through GOD's Word.

Jesus chose strong and terrifying language when He spoke of hell. I believe He chose to speak this way because He loves us and wanted to warn us. So let's not miss the point: He spoke of hell as a horrifying place, characterized by sufferring, fire, darkness, and lamentation. I believe His intention was to stir a fear in us that would cause us to take hell seriously and avoid it at all costs.
I was a bit surprised at how many harsh statements Jesus made about hell. It probably caught me off guard because I am so used to people emphasizing His words of blessing, not His words of warning. Some of His words may have shocked you, but I would like you to consider the following thought:
We are bound by the words of the Creator, the One who will do what is right. The One who invented justice and knows perfectly what the unbeliever deserves. God has never asked us to figure out His justice or to see if His way of doing things is morally right. He has only asked us to embrace His Word and bow the knee, to tremble at His word, as Isaiah says (66:2)
Don't get so lost in deciphering that you forget to tremble.

I HIGHLY recommend this book. It is BIBLICALLY referenced and has just left me in trembling awe of God. It has made Hell, a place that I have mostly ignored, a place of reality in my faith. Instead of pushing me away from God it has drawn me closer. Hell is a scary place. And our God loves us so much, that he gave us THE way out. Jesus.

See also: Matthew 18, Matthew 25, Mark 9, Luke 16, Matthew 10:28, 2 Peter and Jude... and oh my there are so many more...

American Girl Nastalgia

2012-01-04T10:01:00.001-05:00

When I was a wee lass I was OBSESSED with American Girl Dolls. OBSESSED. And this was before they even became a household name. See, I loved all things old fashioned. So when the small (Pre-Mattel) "Pleasant Company" started selling dolls based on the characters from their historical "American Girl" book series, I was smitten. Hook, Line and Sinker. I wanted a doll. I NEEEEEDED a doll.

My parents were SO not going to get me a doll at $88 a pop. I begged, I pleaded... I might as well have been asking for a Pony. I wasn't getting one from Mom and Pop.

Christmas came. No doll under the tree. We went to Grams and Gramps for Christmas celebrations with the larger Frew Family. No doll box under the tree. But there was a small jewelry sized box and not much else under the tree for me. I opened the small box and inside was a clue.

Go to the flower pot in the bedroom. Under that, another clue.

Go to the top drawer in bathroom. Another clue.

Go to the place clothing is dried. The dryer? In the creapy basement? OOoookay. Great. Grams and Gramps are giving me clothes and sending me on a rat race to bout!

I went to the dryer fully expecting clothes. Sprung open the dryer door and there she was nestled in a bed of towels. Samantha Parkington! Complete with winter coat, muff and hat. She even had the Christmas Dress on! (My grams is quite an exceptional sewista. She made all the clothing nearly identical to the catalog clothes.)

It is probably the best Christmas I ever had as a child. And this is the only present I got from Grams and Gramps that year. I didn't need anything else. I was over the moon happy. I realize this is probably a totally materialistic reaction and memory. But it was. I loved those stories and the characters in them. And that my Grams put so much into those gifts from the sacrifice of purchasing the doll, to the painstaking work at making those clothes. It makes me happy to remember.

And I am now reexperiencing that love through my girls. They, like their mama, love historical fiction. Laura Ingalls and Kirsten Larson are favorites. Trips to the Genesee Country Museum allow them to live and act out their love of history. It warms my heart. It makes me a little girl all over again.

Choci Creama

2011-12-31T15:31:00.000-05:00

This is my Swiss Great Grandmother's recipe for Choci Creama (Chocolate Cream) It is delicious and a favorite recipe at Christmas time. Bonus: It's gluten free (as long as you use gf chocolate chips.)

Beat 2 eggs and 2 Tbsp sugar until creamy and lemony colored.
Melt 8 oz chocolate chips (I use the microwave, just check it often so the chocolate doesn't burn.) Stir melted chocolate into egg mixture.
Refrigerate for at least 1 hour, but not more than 2.
Cream 1 cup of heavy whipping cream, until you have... Uhhh, whipped cream. ;)
Fold Egg/chocolate mixture into whipped cream. Your arms will hurt from all the folding.
Can be eaten immediately or refrigerated.

Enjoy.

Holly for Anastasija

2011-11-30T20:41:00.000-05:00

This Christmas my friend Jocelyn and her family are hosting a young orphan from Latvia for the Christmas season. You can read all about the miraculous ways in which God has been fullfilling His plan for Anastasija over at Jocelyn's blog, Tillaboro Orchard.

I would really like to win the Doll Giveaway over at Windfall Dolls for Anastasija. Would you join me in entering, and consider giving the doll to Anastasija if you win?
Here is where you can enter.
http://windfalldolls.blogspot.com/2011/11/windfall-doll-giveaway-meet-holly.html

Speak Truth

2011-10-29T13:12:00.004-04:00

Ephesians 4:14-16
...speaking the truth in love...

Luke 11:33
No one lights a lamp and puts it in a place where it will be hidden, or under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, so that those who come in may see the light.

John 8:11
...And Jesus said, "Neither do I condemn you; go, and from now on sin no more."

As Christians we are not called to be popular. We are called to speak truth. We are not called to keep our faith to ourselves to hide it deep within. We are called to be a light. Even if it is an unpopular light. If fact the world may even hate you if you are a Christian. (1 John 3:13)

I will not sugar coat my faith. People are dirty, rotten sinners and I am one of them.  Compared to the purity and holiness of God, I am as dirty as the most rotten and vial of murderers that have ever walked this earth.  By comparison we are all. Thankfully, I have salvation. I am saved because of my faith in Jesus Christ. My sins are washed clean as soon as I repent. And I am set free.

Christ brings us all to conviction in our sins at different times. Otherwise we would completely give up. Can you imagine being convicted of all the sins you do in just one day? It would be quite discouraging. But we have a gentle Lord, he changes us. Sometimes it is immediate, and as is my case, sometimes it is gradual and gentle.

Here is the thing, people. Sin is sin. It is what it is. It is not a gray scale. It is Black. It is darkness and it is there. We can not say that a sin or sins do not exist, with the thoughts that without them, more people will come to Christ.  Hatred is Murder. A lie is a lie, even if you think that is for the better good... to save feelings from being hurt... even to bring more people to Christ. Sexual perversion is sin. They simply are. I could go on and on about all the sins in this world that separate us from God in his Holiness. Here's the thing, if it was not a part of God's beautiful plan at the Creation, before the fall, then it is not of God. It is Sin. And it is of Satan. And it keeps us from God.

The beauty in all of this is that God redeems the mess that our self gratifying flesh has gotten itself into. God redeems it all through the beauty and perfect sacrifice at the Cross. Christ is our redemption. He didn't just die on a cross. He toke the wrath, the wrath of GOD... all of it.  The wrath that was due to us because of our sins. Christ, perfect and blameless and not deserving an ounce of that wrath, took it ALL. For us sinners. Love perfected.

Then he beat death and rose from the grave. He sent the Holy Spirit to guide us. Through the Holy Spirit we are molded. And made a new creation. A continuous process of beautification. It becomes not about me, but about Him. It becomes not about you... but about Him.

If you have not accepted that Christ is the Son of God, the Savior, or you would like more information on God and Christ, I encourage you to contact me or to find a Bible believing Church.

I am preferential to the Free Methodists... ;)

May God bless you as deeply as he has blessed me. And more.

Someday When I'm Old and Gray

2011-10-23T21:08:00.000-04:00

A week and a day ago my ~~superhot~~ husband and I celebrated our 7th year of wedded bliss.

Not 2 minutes ago I had my sweet little 4 year old, Annie snuggled up in my lap.

Annie: "Mama, can I twy on yours wedding wing?"

Me: Sure honeygirl.

And so, I slipped the ring off my finger that her father gave me almost 8 years ago. And slipped it onto her little ring finger.

And as it sat there on her tiny finger, it struck me.

Someday this little girl is going to be a big girl...

and then that big girl is going to be a teenager...

and then a young woman...

And someday a young man is going to slip a ring on her not so little anymore finger. And ask her to marry him. TO MARRY HIM!? My little girl will be a young woman, who a young man asks to marry.

And so I told Annie this. That one day a man would come who would love her and he would give her a pretty ring much like the one on her finger and he would ask her to marry him. Just like her daddy asked me to marry him with that pretty ring.

And it was then that I realized that THAT man...

THE MAN. My daughter's future husband.

right now...

RIGHT NOW...

is a little boy.

And I hope that his Mama and Daddy are teaching him to be a good man...

a pure man...

a man of God.

And then I realized that I have to do something about this. I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING!! I mean, my baby can not just marry ANYONE... what if... what if...

Here's the thing...
I NEED to PRAY for these things.

Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.
~Matthew 7:7

Especially, if I want my girls to marry men who are as good and noble and trustworth and honest and Christ/family oriented as their father. For I am blessed. And I pray that they will be as well.

Pray for your children, and as was revealed to me today, pray for their spouses who are children right now too.

BIG

2011-10-02T15:43:00.001-04:00

I'm going to share with you a couple verses from the Old Testament. They were preached on today in church and I thought the message worth sharing.

1 Chronicles 4:9-10
⁹ Jabez was more honorable than his brothers. His mother had named him Jabez, saying, “I gave birth to him in pain.” ¹⁰ Jabez cried out to the God of Israel, “Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain.” And God granted his request.

This translation does not really encompass all the meaning of this passage. Jabez literally means He who makes sorrow. His mother did not just birth him in pain, but she bore him in sorrow. Can you imagine baring a child and naming him "sorrow." Makes you wonder what kind of event brought about such a birth...

BUT here is what we can learn from these verses. Look at verse 10. Jabez whose life literally started out as sorrow, still rose above his name. Not only did he rise above his circumstances and live 'more honorable than his brothers.' But Jabez CRIED OUT TO THE GOD OF ISRAEL!

And what do you think God did?

God granted his request.

Jabez is not unique. It doesn't matter if your life started out as sorrow. It doesn't matter if your DAY started out as sorrow. Live honorably. CALL out to Him!

Rant

2011-08-18T16:54:00.002-04:00

Frustrated.

I would like a bit of meat.

Not the fluff we are being fed.

Being a pastor is not a career people. It is a calling. SO listen to and follow God or get off the box.

The end.

UPDATE: Today at church one of our pastors did a sermon that had conviction to it. I think it applicable to my above rantings. Anyhow, here is the verse that our lady pastor quoted.

Ephesians 5:14-17
¹⁴ ...
“Wake up, sleeper,
rise from the dead,
and Christ will shine on you.”

¹⁵ Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, ¹⁶ making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. ¹⁷ Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the Lord’s will is.

Usually I underline parts of a verse that I find to be vital. In this case, it should ALL be underlined. I feel that these verses speak to the culture of church that Americans have created. It saddens my soul. We are all asleep. AWAKE SLEEPER! Be Careful, be wise, make the most of EVERYTHING.

Stop doing ___________ as if it matters for eternity. (Insert: Blogging, Watching Ball Games, Watching TV, manicuring your lawn to perfection, sewing, Facebooking ect ect ect...)

I am not saying that I am a perfect Christian. Or even close to it. I just expect the leaders in our church to not be more consumed with this world than I am.

Christians WAKE UP!

A good reminder for all of us.

2010-10-21T09:10:00.003-04:00

I think I need to find this little poem as one of those wall word thingies... I am totally reposting it from someone's facebook status but I thought it a good reminder for all of us. Because we all need to be reminded of the power of our words to hurt or heal.

A careless word may kindle strife;

A cruel word may wreck a life.

A bitter word may hate instill;

A brutal word may smite and kill.

A gracious word may smooth the way;

A joyous word may light the day;

A timely word may lessen stress;

A loving word may heal and bless.

I've been a busy girl...

2010-10-01T20:48:00.005-04:00

SO, it would appear that I haven't posted in about OOOOOOOOOOO 3.5 months. And you all missed A LOT.

So. Here's the down low on the past 3 months.

We went camping. Alone. As in without Chris. Just the kids and mommy and a bunch of other kids and their mommies. Surprisingly, It was lovely.

We came home and I was exceedingly tired.

EXTREMELY DEEP IN MY BONES TIRED.

Not regular camping tired.

So I packed up the shorties and headed out to the local stuff marts and bought some stuff and some beer and some pregnancy tests...

...turns out I didn't need the beer...

...and I only needed 1 pregnancy test.

SO. Baby Cole isn't the baby anymore...

BUT HE IS!!!!

Okay, so I'm still coming to grips with the whole "God doesn't make mistakes" thing and the whole "Babies are a blessing" stuff and the whole "Natural Family Planning really works" spiel. But really, I'm excited. I am! And also? I have exceedingly low Vitamin D and Vitamin B levels... really, I do. The Midwife told me so. I even got a notice today... in the mail... in case I forgot in my general state of BLAH.

Which I did.

SO, then my baby Cole turned 1.

And about a month later he started walking.

And a day later he started running...

And climbing...

And about 2 weeks ago, we started Kindergarten homeschooling.

And then 1.5 weeks ago, my husband left for 3 months of training in the Polygraphs.

And a week ago, we started a lovely Kindergarten/PreK Waldorf-ish homeschool co-op group at my house.

And 4 days ago, I threw up while brushing my teeth.

And 2 days ago, I mopped my kitchen floor ~~for the first time in 17 weeks~~.

And today, I found Baby Cole in the bathroom sink... still can't quite figure out the dynamics of THAT.

And just about 37 minutes ago, my dog got sprayed by a skunk.

SO, that's what I've been doing.

Want to know what I have NOT been doing? Harvesting. Canning. Cooking in general. Great blog name. Betcha thought you were going to get all kinds of harvesting, canning and cooking in general information. Heh. Guess again.

How about you? What have you been doing?

Wait for the Cake

2010-06-24T22:35:00.003-04:00

Hard to imagine that it's been 5 years.

Today my Gracie-girl turned 5... FIVE!!! That's a whole hand! Or foot! Where did the time go?

James 4:14

For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanishes away

Dear Lord, Thank you for bringing this verse to mind. I need help remembering to cherish these little ones before the vapor vanishes away. Help me to raise them so that we are glorifying to you.

Lord, thank you for giving me a husband who brings these home to his special birthday girl.

Thank you for providing for us with enough that we can give her this...

My cup runneth over...

Amen.

And now for what you've all been waiting for...

The BEST (Gluten free) Carrot Cake EVER!!!

Really it is! People RAVE over this carrot cake... they don't even know it's gluten free.

1 c rice flour

1/2 c tapioca flour

1/2 c potato starch flour

2 cups sugar (I use 3/4 c raw sugar and 1 c white sugar)

1 tsp baking soda

1 tsp baking powder

1/2 tsp xanthan gum

1 tsp ground cinnamon

4 eggs

3 c finely shredded carrots

1 cup cooking oil

Combine all dry (First 8) ingredients.

In a separate bowl beat 4 eggs. Add the shredded carrot and oil. Mix until well combined.

Add the dry mixture to the wet and mix until thoroughly combined.

Pour batter into 2 greased 9 inch round cake pans. Bake at 350 for 35-45 minutes or until toothpick inserted into center comes out clean.

Cool for 10 minutes. Invert cakes and cool completely before frosting.

Yummy Frosting:

8 oz cream cheese

1 stick butter (softened)

1 lb powdered sugar

Beat cream cheese and butter until blended. Slowly add powdered sugar.

For extra fanciness use chopped pecans around the outer frosting. (See photo)

Win a Baby K'tan

2010-06-18T16:03:00.000-04:00

I love Baby K'tans. And while I never owned one for my very own, I did borrow my friend Mel's for approximately 6 months. Loved it! Do you want one? Well today's your lucky day because you could win a Baby K'tan over at The Southern Belle Baby!

You're welcome.

Photo Friday

2010-06-18T08:00:00.002-04:00

Yes, I grew it myself.

Actually, I bought the plant at the StuffMart.

Yes, I'll tell you my secret... coffee grounds. PLENTY of coffee grounds...

I'll do what I have to do to oblige the roses.

Can you can-can?

2010-06-17T22:31:00.000-04:00

This is year 3 for me... how about you?

Special Delivery

2010-06-14T16:14:00.001-04:00

Look who came in the mail today...

How does your garden grow?

2010-06-12T07:00:00.001-04:00

So I started this blog to write about my adventures in gardening... and thus far I have been writing more about Spiritual Fruit that about Garden Vegetables... Don't get me wrong, I am all about the Fruit. But I am going to head on over to the garden today and give you a peek.

Kale (please send recipes...) amid marigolds, onions, pepers and eggplant.

A repurposed tomatoe cage. My neighbor's husband welded together old calf fence. THIS is one heavy duty tomatoe cage. Brandywine Heirloom Tomato plant growing inside amid lettuce, onions and dill.

My pretty peas...

I actually had a bunch of fun garden photos like this but silly me I took them in RAW mode and now my computer is being stubborn and won't share them with you all.

What's in your garden?

Just a link

2010-06-11T15:45:00.001-04:00

Once upon a time, I wrote about how I am re-evaluating a lot of things in our home.

Now my lovely (in real life) friend Amy over at Grace Unceasing is writing a series on Homeschooling at the Speed of Life and I really like what she has to say. It pretty much sums up what I am trying to accomplish these days.

Bad Hair Day

2010-06-10T16:26:00.002-04:00

I'm having a bad ~~hair~~ day.

I have a LOT of irritaion towards my children... and some other children that I babysit. I am starting to realize why school (public, private and home) lets out for the summer... because all this warmish weather makes for crazies in the short folks. Said short people are also testing the boundaries. Just to see if Mama has budged the front lines a bit. (I haven't.)

And also Cole is waking up about every hour... or 45 minutes. And I am SOOOOOOO tired.

And so everytime I go to prayer... I will be right in the middle of a conversation with my Maker and all the sudden... zzzzzzz... and I wake up a couple minutes later and say my appologies and continue on with prayer and a minute later... zzzzzz....

So needless to say prayer time has been at about the national Christian average of 10 minutes... ~~or less~~ and I DON'T WANT TO BE AVERAGE! And because my time with my Father has been cut short I have had irritation... do you see the spiral? Grrrr.

So today I started reading the Gospel of Mark... And this is what God ~~smacked me in the face~~ love tapped me with...

Mark 1:35
Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed.

Get your butt to bed Hanna. I'll see you in the morning... early.

Knock, knock... It's me... again.

2010-06-03T14:34:00.001-04:00

Hello,
I just read my lovely friend Jocelyn's new blog post. And well, I think y'all (all 5 of you) should go on over there and take a gander. It's worth the commute. Really.
She's steppin' out. And she is a real life motivator. And I am blessed to call her friend.

Sink or Swim... or Walk?

2010-06-03T11:49:00.005-04:00

Bear with me...

Matthew 14 Jesus Walks on the Water

25During the fourth watch of the night Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. 26When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. "It's a ghost," they said, and cried out in fear.

27But Jesus immediately said to them: "Take courage! It is I. Don't be afraid."

28"Lord, if it's you," Peter replied, "tell me to come to you on the water."

29"Come," he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. 30But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, "Lord, save me!"

31 Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. "You of little faith," he said, "why did you doubt?"

32And when they climbed into the boat, the wind died down. 33Then those who were in the boat worshiped him, saying, "Truly you are the Son of God."

When we are look at the world around us and start to sink, we need only CRY OUT to the one who saves. And when he catches (as He always does and always will) we are to immediately WORSHIP. :) This is what I learned today.

Whoa. I love it when God uses his Word to impact me as this has impacted me today. I have read this before but never has it touched me as it has today.

Sisters are Forever

2010-05-28T21:30:00.003-04:00

I’m going to take you back to about 25 years ago.

It is a late mid-summer evening.

My mother, father, brother and I are sitting on our front porch watching a thunderstorm come in. We are anxiously awaiting the birth of a baby. My mom asks us each whether we want a brother or a sister… of course Dad and Matt say “Brother” and Mom says “A healthy baby”…

I asked for a sister...

A week or so later I was blessed with a baby sister.

Tomorrow my baby sister is getting married. And I will be blessed with the addition of another brother.

See people, God answers some prayer speedy quick. Others take a little longer for Him to answer. But of this we can be sure... He ALWAYS answers.

Fruit of the Spirit is better than no fruit at all...

2010-05-24T15:47:00.005-04:00

So last night I discovered that my darling and ever so loving husband poisoned my rhubarb. Meh.

In his defense he thought they were weeds.

So that happened and I was only ~~FURIOUS~~ a little mad... ~~for the whole night~~.

So I don't have rhubarb... But you know what I DO have? I have some Fruit of the Spirit. You know? Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control? Yup, all that and I moved on...

Okay, actually I didn't move on... right away. I had to walk away from my loving, caring, hardworking husband because if I had stayed there I would not have said very nice words. And I'm a Godly Woman... ~~mostly~~. And I wasn't going to be very kind or gentle or good, ect, ect, if I had stayed. So I went and hacked up some weeds in my veggie garden.

And then I prayed and asked God to please not let me keep thinking that those weeds were my husband. And also God, could you send me some Fruit? I'm referring to Spiritual Fruit here people.

If you don't know what Spiritual fruit is you better go dust off your King James and look up Galatians 5:22-23... or I'll save you some time and you can BibleGateway it HERE.

So I went to bed that night still a ~~lot~~ little bit irritated. And you know what? God gave me Fruit. The next morning all my anger was gone. I felt love and joy and peace and patience and kindness and goodness and faitfullness and gentleness and self-control! God is GOOD!

And now I see that Gluten Free Girl just bloged about... THIS

RHUBARB RECIPES... grrrrr...

But you know what? Who needs rhubarb when you've got God's Fruit?

LLL Online Mag!

2010-05-20T16:25:00.000-04:00

So how cool is this!?

La Leche League now has an online magazine!

Check it out!

Breastfeeding Today

Re-evaluating

2010-04-29T17:10:00.001-04:00

A lot of things are happening inside my head and heart right now.

And I am taking inventory of our lives.

Thusfar, I have been a fly by the seat of your pants kind of Mama. I don't think this is going to continue working for us. For one thing we will be homeschooling next year...

And my husband will be gone to training for 3 months.

And I REALLY don't want to be crazy while he's gone. I am pretty sure a routine would help me keep my sanity. A flow. A rhythm, so to speak. So if I you don't see me so much out in public, please don't take it personally. I am not being anti-social.

I am being a homemaker.

Because this is my profession.