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We found a small wonderland behind our fence Monday.

A whole world of mystery right there behind us!

There are umbrellaed trees and a flowing stream.

What a little gift this is!

I believe there will be many more tea parties and expeditions happening there.

 

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About these ads

this is our place.

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Ooltewah, TN

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A year ago, I had NO idea I would be here or that I would be anywhere different than where I was for that matter.

So, for all our family and friends, near and far, here you go!

This is where we landed.

It’s our place.

 

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Entryway.

Looking out & Looking in.

Baby Bear wanted a picture.

 

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My favorite room.

Classroom.

This is where we learn & play.

This is where it is just “us” and books and art!

 

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Little parts of the dining room.

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Peeking in the half bath downstairs.

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I am in love with this print my mom and I found antiquing last weekend.

“The Shepherd” 1909

Also, you can see my funky curtains from World Market on the right.

 

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Left: Looking into the kitchen

Right: Looking over our dining room table into the living room.

(Notice how convenient it MIGHT be to put your kids at this table for lunch and turn on a cartoon for them to watch. I mean – only if you were that sort of mom ;)

 

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I finally found something to do with all those old clay jars I had laying around…

 

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I can’t believe I didn’t photograph my pantry.

You can see the first door to the right in this photo. That is it!

It very big and amazing. This is my first actual pantry can you tell?

I love it!

The second door is the laundry room which leads to the two-car garage.

 

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Corner of living room.

Just found this old bookshelf mostly for kids novels and a few of my favorites.

Now that Roman is really reading, I love collecting all the classics for him.

 

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Did I mention how appreciative I am of this laundry room?

It’s right off the kitchen and when I do laundry, (which is much more often now that my washer & dryer are indoors) it smells like warm fluffy lavender all over the house.

 

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Upstairs hallway.

It may be the widest, longest hallway I’ve seen.

Apparently, this is good for nightly kickball tournaments.

 

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I’ll pause here and mention how incredibly blessed my kids are at this moment in time.

This playroom is amazing.

Upstairs Hall again on the right.
 

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A gigantic walk-in closet in the playroom full of toys.

 

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Plenty of space inside for sleeper sofas, huge outdoor playhouses and wrestling matches.

(Don’t ask me why Roman is wearing Estella’s bib in this photo. I’m pretty sure Jude is feeding Roman pretend baby food.)

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Guest bathroom/Kids brush my teeth space.

(This would be the kids bathroom altogether but it seems that everyone would rather bath in my large jacuzzi tube.)

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Our bedroom.

(I’m reminded of the “Master of the House” song from Les Miserables right now.)

It really is wonderful.

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David made this headboard for me. Isn’t it beautiful?

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Master bath.

Oh why didn’t I remember to pick up candles to fit in those lovely vintage candles stands?

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Do I dare show you our closet?

Well, just a peak… I cleaned it up just for you!

It is truly the size of a small bedroom.

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Roman and Jude’s room.

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Could these boys fit any more stuffed animals in their beds?

By the way, my husband made these headboards too.

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Estella’s room.

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“The Stolen Kiss”

&

“Sitting Pretty”

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little treasure.

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I found a little treasure today digging through some old books.

When my grandmother, Margie, passed, she left behind some medical books that were passed along to me.

I think this may have been lost among those.

It is called  God’s Minute: A Book of 365 Daily Prayers Sixty Seconds Long for Home Worship.

Published in 1916 and written by 365 Eminent Clergymen and Laymen.

Within the first pages there is this poem written by Blinton Scollard.

A CALL TO WORSHIP

Let us put by some hour of every day

For holy things! – whether it be when dawn

Peers through the window-pane, or when the noon

Flames, like a burnished topaz, in the vault,

Or when the thrush pours in the ear of eve

Its plaintive monody; some little hour

Wherein to hold rapt converse with the soul,

From sordidness and self a sanctuary,

Swept by the winnowing of unseen wings,

And touched by the White Light Ineffable!

It’s remarkable to read words written nearly 100 years ago, knowing they were worshiping the same God as I.

They were seeking guidance from the same Bible.

They plead with us regarding the importance of spending time with God in their words left behind.

Many of the writers are now with Jesus eternally.

And who was Mamie Billups that lived on 906 Bellemeade Av whom this book belonged?

I may never know but I’m glad this little treasure somehow landed in my hands.


God is Stronger… by Roman Huff

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(Interpretation)

God is stronger.
God is stronger than anyone else in the universe – like the Hulk or Superman or anyone else you know. God is loving and kind and he is great. I love my God. He died for our sins. I pray all the time. Sometimes I cry because I love Him more than anyone else in the world. Actually, I’m crying right now and praying right now.
The end. From Roman.
Made April Tuesday 9, 2013
 

You can imagine how my heart melted just now when I found these printed words.

Roman, my 6 year old son, typed and printed this with no prompting or assistance.

It isn’t the spelling or grammar that is so stunning.

It is the heartfelt words of my sweet boy who knows the love of Jesus.

He said that these are the lyrics to a song he wrote and wants to sing on the microphone.

I asked him if he really cried and he said “I had one little tear.”

Of all my days as a mommy, today is one of my most happy and thankful so far.


Oh Happy 1st Eli.

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wide open spaces.

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This morning, Estella and I were eating breakfast at my mom’s harvest table.

The sun shone through a windowpane and a bird sang right outside.

It warmed our skin and our hearts.

Estella loved hearing the bird’s song. She gasped each time and repeated “bir bir.”

The morning sun whispered to us the secrets of the day to come.

It would be an unusually kind winter day.

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I’m a sucker for wide open spaces, cool breezes, flocks of swarming birds and unspectacular farm houses.

I love when the sun makes my children’s skin glow and their eyes sparkle.

Simplicity is the best.


strong enough.

I thought I was strong enough.

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Turns out I’m not feeling strong at all. I’m going to need His help this time.

Just when I thought this move was going to be easy, the weight of my thoughts and life press down. I’m the type of person that believes God has a plan. I believe His path always leads to somewhere great. I’ll give up anything to follow Him. But, this time, it’s harder…

I keep pressing forward even though my heart hurts. I’ve shed some of tears. By no means are they tears of regret but, instead, a sort of realization.

It’s a realization that familiar takes time and I don’t want to wait.

It’s a realization that I’m homesick. Although, I’m not exactly sure what home I’m longing for. There is nowhere I long to return. Yet, home hasn’t settled here in my heart either. So, I stand here, somewhere between where we were and where we are going. Displaced.

It’s a realization that family is far away and that isn’t going to change. I want them here to love my kids, to embrace them and warm their little hearts.

When things are out of sorts, everyone feels it. My kids feel it and I can’t fix it. I show it and they see it on my face. I’m having a hard time disguising my thoughts. Roman said, “Mom, you look sad about something.” My general countenance seems to be taking a toll even when I’m not aware.

The problem with all this “realization” talk is that it’s admittedly self-indulgent.

We all have the right to fall apart every now and then, right? It’s times like this, in my vulnerability, that I recognize Jesus reaching out to me. After all, in the Bible, Jesus didn’t typically run around helping those who had it all together. He was moved by people who knew they had needs.

Psalms 61:2 “I will cry to you when my heart is overwhelmed.    

Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.”

The solution is not found within myself. The answer is not the resolution of all my concerns. I can’t even suppress my fears with the power of positive thinking.

I simply need a Rock (Jesus) for shelter from my little storm. I need a higher place, higher than the floodwaters.

To achieve peace, I need to anchor my mind and heart on Jesus Himself. I know that He keeps His promises. I know that He loves me passionately. Now, it is time to trust that He’ll save me, even if there is a storm raging inside.

It’s safer to stay anchored to Him than to drift off on my own.

Psalm 100:4 “Enter into His gates with thanksgiving and into His courts with praise. Give thanks unto Him and bless His name.”

This scripture is a call to rise and look, in faith, to the God who loves us. It’s time I fill my mouth, heart, and mind with praise; I have a feeling that I’ll find that God’s presence is right there, ahead of me.


transparency.

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Very uncharacteristic of late December in Kentucky but very appreciated.

We ran and played on grandmother’s farm for Christmas this year.

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We finally got our hands on growing baby Violet who is almost 6 months old.

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They help us to settle down.

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Recent changes have been a little more difficult on me than anticipated.

Cozy & familiar are nothing of the sorts.

As a mother, a sense of security in my children is important.

I want them to feel at home and peaceful within.

I place a lot of value on this because it is important to me.

With our move, as expected, things were turned up-side-down.

They still are and will probably be for a while.

Why have I been struggling so much with that?

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Isaiah 26:3-4 

You will keep in perfect peace
all who trust in you,
all whose thoughts are fixed on you!
Trust in the Lord always,
for the Lord God is the eternal Rock.

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I have to re-evaluate.

Is my security found in myself?

Does my peace come from control and perfection?

Are my eyes really fixed on the Lord?

I have to ask myself these questions and be transparent with myself.

Did you know we can lie to ourselves?

It’s called denial.

The answers are not what I wanted to hear.

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So, here we go Jesus.

Lesson 500,988,321,764.

I’m having trouble trusting You.

For some crazy reason, I’m finding myself more capable than You, my creator.

This mindset looks like a lot of disappointment and heartbreak for my future.

So, let’s talk about changing it.

Show me how to let go.

I don’t want these frustrating feelings in my heart and now I know why they are there.

I am Yours.

My heart is Yours.

My mind is Yours.

My life is Yours.

My family is Yours.

My days are Yours.

I do not know what is best, You do.

I’m setting my mind on You.

Every moment & every second.

Thanks you Jesus that you love me so much that you show me how to feel better.

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This week at my mom’s house in the country has been a gift.

Did I earn such a gift? Probably not.

But God loves me despite whether or not I’m deserving.


my heart.

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Good things are happening in Chattanooga…

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Things are currently a bit of a whirlwind

and I’m just along for the ride.

You never know what a day may bring.

But, God is so completely faithful.

This is the beginning of something I can’t see

but feel in my heart.

God is up to something fantastic!


this house.

 

Today, we say goodbye to this house.

It’s only a house.

But, it has held us for six years.

Roman was less than a year old when we first moved in.

We celebrated his first birthday party down the road at a local park with family and friends.

Two years later, our Jude was born.

We brought our little red head home and watched him grow.

Two more years went bye.

Lovely Miss Estella won us over as she became a part of our family last year.

It has been are such a warm cozy place.

I know it was the love & family within that made it what it was all along.

And that will be with us wherever we go.

 

 

 

 

 

 


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