Some random facts:

1. I have two blogs, one here, and one at HomeschoolBlogger.
   
2. I don't know why I started two blogs.
3. They take too much time to maintain.
4. I like to blog anyway.
5. I started my own blog at my own site to remedy the situation.

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Change is in the air. The grass is reappearing, leaves are budding, and the apple trees are in bloom. Although in some years the transformation  is more profound than others, this change never fails to come. He has promised that His seasons will remain. Spring in all its brilliancy will always displace the dark monotony of winter, and His timing is always perfect.  

This has been a particularly long winter for our family. While seeming tiring and tedious to our flesh, from a spiritual perspective it's conclusion comes not a moment too soon, nor a moment too late.  I know this because I know Him who has directed this season for His glory and my good. Mr. Visionary and I have endured a season of darkness this winter longer and quieter than any before. We have endeavored to leave off the scratching and striving of making our own way, for the seeking and searching involved in discovering His way for us. Claiming the promise that if we seek Him diligently, we will find Him, we were looking for the answer to the question that many have asked, "What's next after selling the farm?" We began the process of getting the farm ready to sell, in faith, not knowing what lay ahead.

The fog appears to be clearing for us. As the scales on our eyes are being removed layer by layer, several dreams and callings which had heretofore appeared unrelated are meshing into a picture. Just as many broken pieces are fit together by a skilled artist to form a beautiful mosaic, Father is piecing a mosaic in our life as well.  Our experiences, our trials and testings, our growth, our obedience (or lack thereof), and our desire to please and obey Him have all been used to bring us to this point of being prepared to hear His will for us in the next season.  

For several years now, our family has been feeling led to the mission field. At first I attempted to logically decipher the most practical destination for us in the field: I love sweet potatoes, barefooted children, and farming, and I was (once) fluent in French ~ French speaking Africa seemed tenable. It was a perfect match on the surface. As a matter of fact, I spent many hours as a newly-saved teenager studying Africa, and longing to be sent there. But, we believe that He would not send us somewhere that would contradict His other clear instructions. In order to be obedient to Father,  our family would have to minister together, so no boarding-school-Mom-and-Dad-working-separate-ministry-jobs positions. Many opportunities have presented themselves, but none that would meet our convictions about the family ministering as the unit He designed. So we waited ~ trusting that if it was His will, then the perfect door would open.

A door has opened. We have opportunity, desire in the Spirit, a trembling in the flesh, and a few steps that we can take now as we await confirmation of His will. There are many issues that Father will have to work out for us, if He desires for us to pursue this work. We will need help to get the farm on the market in a timely manner, as, in the flesh, it appears to be too much for just Mr. Visionary, the children and me to accomplish.  If this part works out, it will definitely be confirmation. At this point, we feel led to look into a different foreign language curriculum, continue to purge belongings, sell anything that is not bolted down, and acquire passports for every member of our family.

Never has walking in the Spirit been so necessary, or praying without ceasing so natural. We covet your prayers as we seek further confirmation of His will.

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So my girlfriend calls today, checking on our new cow, and casually asking if we had received her Christmas gift, “You know, the one I left you last week”. When two girlfriends and their children were here for an impromptu tea party, our collective children enjoyed themselves, tea-ing, partying and sundry other giggle-inspiring activities, while the Mommies chatted and did not spell out our words.

We have all experienced the phenomena when your company leaves and you find out that the children were all doing something they oughtn’t - in that order. Sometimes you find out right away… sometimes it takes a few days for all the facts to come out. Sometimes the children know better…sometimes they are clueless. The game that has small parts that they weren’t supposed to have out with toddlers, the weapons when our peace-loving friends join us, the sharing of germs…

This time it took a few days (and a few kids) before I found out that our Christmas gift was the gift that keeps on giving. Seventeen loads of laundry later due to a front door/backdoor illness, I am wishing I had not spoken so soon. I mentioned to the gifter that our family was not hit too hard by this virus – only three had had it, with two days between each onset. At dinner we had two more casualties.

Yes, as a matter of fact, we did get that gift. As frugal as I tend to be, I will resist the urge to regift this time. Instead, with a blanket announcement that our family will be conspicuously absent from church this week, we are preparing to ring in the New Year from the sick beds on the couch.

Out with the old…eh?

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Deep, sad (veerry sad) sigh...

I just accidentally destroyed my homeschool blog's template.

I want to fix it, but don't have time now.

If anyone knows of a good blog doctor, please e-mail me.

Well, at least I can take this opportunity to fix it like I really want it anyway.

I'm grieving, not over the blog, but over the wasted work. Ugh.

Seriously, if you can recommend someone that I can hire (preferably a homeschool Momma) to rebuild my blog, let me know.

Thanks,
~Julie

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After much research into feline gestation, mammalian feeding,  and preparing a 'habitat' that meets a mother cat's requirements for birthing, the children would like to announce the arrival of their cat Lovey's new family:     Animal husbandry counts as science credit, right?

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The moment I have been waiting for has come! Our newest Little One has arrived, and we couldn't be more blessed:   Newly born Friday afternoon, and already we can't remember life without her (nor would we care to).   Babydoll was almost a pound heavier (8lb. 6oz.) than my previous heaviest baby.  Since I didn't gain any extra weight, the midwife attributes it to the dietary changes I made this pregnancy. Fascinating stuff-but more on that later. Stay tuned-especially if you're interested in the Nourishing Traditions approach to healthy eating.   I'm gonna take a blogging break, but I'll be back. I can't let these days and nights of exhausted ecstasy pass without soaking up all that wonderful baby smell, as well as all the coos and cuddles I possibly can.   P.S. After a bit of research, we were able to determine the identity of that dark substance on her head. Having never witnessed it on any of our babies before, we were a little taken aback. But the verdict is in: It's hair.

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I'm in labor...please pray.  We'll update soon...

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Where has she been anyway? Has she had that baby? Anyone heard from her? Did she just drop off the face of the earth?

For any that are interested, I'll try to explain, and I will endeavor to not let it be just another, "Wow, I haven't posted in a long time" post.

I don't know where I have been, really, except in the desert. I haven't posted in five weeks because I am confused. I started this blog on a whim, rather than from a direct revelation from the Lord that He had plans to use me as a blogger.

I had so much fun writing about life around our little wannabe farm, then one day it stopped. I had lost my vision for this lifestyle. At least temporarily. I grew tired of being home alone with six small children all day, homeschooling and having a farm to take care of. I dreamt of how much simpler things could be if we just lived in the city, close to my husband's work. Maybe it was just a third-trimester, pregnancy-induced emotional slump. Maybe my faith just wavered, and repentance would help it grow again.

Our family has been praying for years for an opportunity to "bring Daddy home" to work. We have felt sure conviction from the Lord that Dad belongs here with us every day, not just late at night and on the weekends. We are now walking through the wilderness of the desert, waiting for an answer from the Lord. Just as Israel wandered, knowing that the promised land was there somewhere, we are wandering and waiting for the time when He will bring this vision to fruition. And just as Israel did, I grumbled about the wait. I am now, to quote Steven Curtis Chapman, "running with the passion through the fields of forgiveness and grace".

The Lord has also been dealing with me on being more "there" with my children, and actively courting their hearts. Conviction about this led me to start another blog on homeschool blogger. You can check it out at Seeking The Old Paths. We haven't posted anything yet, really, except one post in particular that may explain some of my thinking in starting another blog. I have felt guilty at times taking time to blog, when there is "always something to do", and the To-Do list of life never ends, yet my husband has been glad to see me doing it, as I am often way too work and task oriented. I'm still working all that out in my own mind. School restarts next week, so that should help us have blogging material.

In the meantime, if anyone has some good homesteading blogs that in particular discuss the whys and the reasons for this lifestyle, please leave them in the comments section. I need to remind myself again why we are doing this. Everyone's faith can use a little boost sometimes.

"Lord, I believe; help thou mine unbelief" Mark 9:24.

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