This is a three in one post to make up for weeks of blog silence . . .
What a joy it has been to see, write, and blog about just a few of the gifts God has graciously
given over the past year . . . half way to 1000 and I’m realizing that time
is slipping away and I so long to be about what He wants
every moment of the day . . . so this will be the
last blog listing His gifts,
though
the list will go on in my
heart, mind, and on paper if He wills it.
Like sand through an hour glass, seasons of life slip away,
often just for a time until they come again . . . for now it is time for me to focus on
putting every resource, time being one of the most valuable, toward our dream of returning to the old paths.
So here are #’s 481-500 in my one thousand gifts list
along with photos of our growing family
and a glimpse at what returning
to the old paths
means:
- enjoying beauty someone planted years ago
- not taking beauty for granted
- tiny feet
- clean running water
- boys learning to play ball with daddy
- a husband’s strength
- from sitting, to crawling, to walking with a stool
- little girl dresses
- Grandma’s visit for two weeks
- helping hands
- touring a musk ox farm
- sunshine through the rain
- boys ice skating for the first time
- patient daddy
- little one enjoying the grass
- seeing God’s creation through the eyes of a child
- celebrating 6 years with our second
- picking high bush cranberries on a sunny afternoon
- Hatcher Pass blueberry picking
- being encouraged, challenged, and motivated
by Michael Bunker’s book,
Surviving Off Off-Grid
We serve Mighty God who alone is able to deliver us and
take all who are willing on the journey of a lifetime,
to return to the old paths . . .
“Thus says the Lord:
‘Stand in the ways and see,
And ask for the old paths, where the good way is,
And walk in it;
Then you will find rest for your souls’ -”
Jeremiah 6:16
