This week I have been very overwhelmed. The laundry is threatening a hostile take-over, the kitchen has shrunk several square feet, and the children have decided every thing mommy says can and will be ignored regardless of the consequence. So with that said I have been trying to find "quiet time" with the Lord anywhere I can. And this week I stumbled upon a very surprising "place". At my kitchen sink with my hands in warm soapy water manually washing the dishes. I can clear my head, pray and listen to what My heavenly Father is saying to calm and quiet my spirit and bring orderliness back to our home. Technology is not always a good thing especially to a weary mom of 5....so next time you feel worn down, pull out the Dawn and get to scrubbing.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Homesteading...
I have become fascinated with homesteading. Stocking, cooking from scratch, raising chickens, having a garden no matter what size. The funny thing about this is when I was a child I hated all of this. I wanted to live in the city, with lots of modern things to do, then came the children, I want to provide them with the most wholesome foods and simplest life possible. I want them to learn to find joy in the small things Our Heavenly Father has blessed us with.
So chickens may not be in our near future (we have a pool that takes up the entire backyard) but I did buy tomato, green pea and tendergreen bean seeds today. I figure that we can grow beefsteak tomatoes in pots. And make a bean teepee (the kids would so love that) and the peas I am not sure what to do with them but I will figure some thing out. And then the children can get the satisfaction of seeing their food growing right before them. Definitely a lost art in our day and age. I had the priviledge of being raised around a mother who gardened (1 acre gardens to be exact), canned and froze the bounty she grew. And my Aunt Lillian and Uncle Grady were very self sufficient. They raised chickens, had gardens, hunted, fished as well as canned and preserved foods. They didn't buy anything unless it was needed and I mean needed in the worse way. When Donald and I married and bought our first home her gift to me was a pair of pillowcases (embroidered with silver thread, gorgeous) that had a handwritten tag from probably 50 yrs ago.
So until we are able to buy our dream home in the country we will try to find small ways to enjoy living a natural life in our 3bdrm 2bth ranch in the middle of our subdivision...
So chickens may not be in our near future (we have a pool that takes up the entire backyard) but I did buy tomato, green pea and tendergreen bean seeds today. I figure that we can grow beefsteak tomatoes in pots. And make a bean teepee (the kids would so love that) and the peas I am not sure what to do with them but I will figure some thing out. And then the children can get the satisfaction of seeing their food growing right before them. Definitely a lost art in our day and age. I had the priviledge of being raised around a mother who gardened (1 acre gardens to be exact), canned and froze the bounty she grew. And my Aunt Lillian and Uncle Grady were very self sufficient. They raised chickens, had gardens, hunted, fished as well as canned and preserved foods. They didn't buy anything unless it was needed and I mean needed in the worse way. When Donald and I married and bought our first home her gift to me was a pair of pillowcases (embroidered with silver thread, gorgeous) that had a handwritten tag from probably 50 yrs ago.
So until we are able to buy our dream home in the country we will try to find small ways to enjoy living a natural life in our 3bdrm 2bth ranch in the middle of our subdivision...
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