Some days I miss 'Kansas' terribly
As much as a grey day yearns for a golden sunset
As much as a lonely road aches for friends to share the journey
But these days of late I have found a resting place
Stepping out of a whirlwind the past six weeks
I have somehow landed in a dreamy world of color and calm
Baby girl and I are figuring out life together
Like a bud on a branch she is the work of joy
Daddy is working hard as ever but finally able to enjoy his free days with us
He never ceases to amaze me
This hundred year old house is more than we bargained for
In healthy and hard ways it has taught and tended to us
As we tended and turned it nearly upside down
Fruit of labor welcomed to our taste
I can now look out and not only admire a stunning view
But see beyond to what God is doing for His glory
In and through us there is work being accomplished
That is far greater that painting walls and furnishing floorspace
We are being called to give and serve generously
To value hearts over home decor and relationships over the roof that covers us
As hard as it may be, I am learning to count all as loss
And to work with grace immeasurable for the things that last
The things that really matter
Home is where the heart is they say
And there's no place like a heart full of heaven
A heart resting in the goodness and love of our Savior
Hopeful and heavy enough that it overflows
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