Everyday Life

I Get to Live Here

I have not written much about our new house. I am still unpacking boxes, still in the middle of painting the boys room and have not had a lot of time to devote to my appreciation of the new residence.

Here’s how it goes down…I wandered about with my eyes crossed the first several weeks here. I knew that I liked the house but I couldn’t get comfortable for a while. I blame the stress and inability to rid myself of the investments made at our last house. Women gotta nest and when we are moved from one nest it takes us a while to appreciate the new tree and the various conglomeration of branches and shade of green in the leaves. We have to find a way to make each home our own and when faced with other variables, time constraints and multiple demands and activities it takes even longer to resolve the differences we feel around us.

I am now resolved.

After a beautiful end of summer romance with the covered back porch, an opportunity to witness wild turkeys tour the back yard, spotting three young deer spotting us spotting them and all of us freezing in place until the other dared to move or whisper first, seeing a coyote (yes, I’m sure it was a coyote) on the railroad tracks just outside the neighborhood, playing on the neighborhood playground until after dark, eating chili and carving pumpkins with the neighbors, meeting the lovely family next door who insist they prayed for a family just like us to move in to this house, having a conversation with that same neighbor about the things of God that only sold out believers can carry on, and most recently feeling my heart swell every time I look out the back windows of our house and see brilliant reds, oranges, peaches, yellows and greens waving from branches and fluttering to the ground below, I am humbled. Because despite the fact that I haven’t done much to deserve it…I get to live here. I am thrilled with the prospect of making this home, my home and these walls echo our songs and our laughter. I am resolved that this is the place God planted us to do His work for a while and in that work we have multiple bonuses and perks.

I am blessed to be here and giving God free reign in directing my steps seems to have payed off again.


I counted twenty of these visitors.


The floor of the back porch in need of a little clean up.


One of the bright spots I can see from four different rooms in the house.


This is what I get to see while I sit at my computer. It’s a wonder I do anything else.

8 thoughts on “I Get to Live Here

  1. I imagine that it is hard to leave a place that you’ve put so much time and effort into. I can’t imagine it for me because I’ll be glad when we get to leave here- but we have done a heck of a lot of work here.

    How awesome to be so close to nature and so much cool stuff. The playground and woods to explore- that’s the kind of stuff that makes one house stand out from the others. And it’s what makes a home, I think.

  2. It always seems a shame that those colors of fall foliage are so fleeting. Then again, would they be as stunning?,would we appreciate them so?, were they our daily sights?

    Congratulations on feeling more settled day, by day!

  3. Aren’t the colors just gorgeous this fall? I’m loving it!!! I enjoyed the picture with the chair legs. Unusual perspective is always refreshing. I’m glad you’re starting to feel a little more settled in and blessed to be there.

  4. What great photos! I hear the contentment and the settling in your words….it sounds wonderful. And I’m absolutely in love with the turkeys 🙂

  5. i am so glad you are feeling more settled and at home in your beautiful house – i hoped it would be all you wanted and needed! i sure loved it and wow, the leaves and turkeys………so cool!

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