Postcards: 4 Weeks

We welcomed Hannah Joy into the family earlier this week and what a whirlwind it has been. I am still processing that we are holding this little one in our arms already and have no words than this, a psalm I have clung to over the past couple of years: 103 Bless the Lord, O my soul:…

For the first time in seven-and-a-half years it seems as though it is possible to complete some things. That count goes back to four months after we moved across the country to some raw land and little Annabelle was born. Ever since then, I’ve recently realized, I have not been but a nose-breadth above water…

Though I often wake early, it is rarely to the idyllic barn chores one might associate with the homestead life. When I wake is determined entirely by babes, as is much of my life these days. Mothering newborns is a surrendering of any and all preconceived notions of how my time ought to be spent….

photo credit Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. ~Ephesians 5:22~ (emphasis mine) I must have read that verse fifty times before the Holy Spirit really drove it home. It is revolutionary in these times to think of our husbands this way – to serve and submit to them as if…

We have gotten a good amount of rain this spring. The gardens look good, the trees look good, and the ponds are full. There have also been quite a few mud days in which the youngest among us are generally relegated to inside activities. You know, because of the mud. I say generally because things…