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Being Away

Yes, I've been away.  And it's been good.  Easter was a wonderful time to reconnect with my little ones, and yes with my Man....and beginning new adventures as well.  It's been necessary, it's been fruitful.

As this past year has been full of learning new things, volunteering more of my time, and knowing a more clear direction for next school year.....we've made a few other changes as well.....and I fully recognize, it all must be God's hand.  Sometimes, things move slowly, and sometimes fast..... for the past couple of weeks or so, it has felt like the wind pushing this way, and then that way...only waiting for me to surrender willingly and not fight the pushing and pulling that He is doing.

It's like He is asking...

Do you trust Me?
And I sit here, putting my hand out for Him, asking Him in return....

How much will it hurt?

Ugh, isn't that always the way.  I wonder how much He'll ask me to give.  How much of myself can I keep for me.  How much is enough.  And again, in the quietest of moments, He asks again,

Do you trust Me?  Will you take the road less traveled by?

New directions always make me stop and question if all these things are God's way of working in me, to mold me into what He would have me to be.....For now....long, family walks in the forest, give me peace....that I belong here....to Him,  and to them....to all of these little and big people in my very own home.

Gotta love family nature walks....enjoy!
The Road Less Traveled By


The Crawling Tree
Long and Winding Trails

 
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