"He is happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home." Whoa! What a difference 3 months can make! To all those very few but faithful blog followers, I am back. So much has happened since the lovely pictures of the old log cabin and the hope of building on it's land. Cyberspace cannot hold the long version explaining why now we want to buy a condo! If anyone had told me that this would be in our future, I would have said, "Well, one thing is clear, you do not know me." This would be the equivalent of me buying a plastic Christmas tree, or choosing gas logs over the real thing, or buying margarine instead of sweet cream butter!
Turns out, God is pretty much the only one, including myself, who really knows me.
The closer we got, the less peace we had about this decision of building in the country...let's face it, we are old! We would be facing the hardest work of our lives, blah, blah, blah, so let me just say that God brought us to our senses just in time.
Now my chickens will have to walk around in my paintings, and my big garden will be a little one surrounding our fenced-in patio. Another plus is Phil won't be spending the entire weekend cutting grass, weed-eating and hoeing. All the outside work is done for us. I've never had a work-free weekend, there is no telling what we might be free to get into! We have peace and know that anywhere we live we will have each other (Lord willing) and we will have Him and we will be content--ever grateful for that!
