I'm so glad we're in this life-thing together, the six of us under this farmhouse roof.
The Cowboy stayed home from his Thursday meeting and him and I we layed on the couch. I rubbed his head and we chatted about life and things. He carries a series of weights that I would never be able to carry. But the Lord has made him strong enough to carry it all with kindness and grace, and He has made it known to me over the years that my job, my privilege really, is to pray fervently over my man and with my man. So with his tired head on my chest I pray so long, he falls asleep. And I smile, because we're at that place in our marriage where we both feel content in what He's called each of us to do, how he's called him and I to live serving one another joyfully.
And besides, what better way is there to fall asleep than in the knowing presence of your sweet Savior?
The kids and I and school, we've finally gotten into a smooth groove of things... and there are only three more weeks left till summer break. :)
One of the things I love the most is watching the treasures be themselves as we press gently into this one-piece life that we're trying to live. It's the way that work, and play, and exploring, and learning kindness all blend together as we grow through these days. I never really thought of how our time together growing up would flourish their relationships between each other. But, that too, is another thing that I love most, watching their friendships thrive in the midst of it all. Don't get me wrong, they bicker and they quarrel, but that's the tiniest portion of each day. Most moments are spent catching moths, and giggling till their bellies hurt. This morning, all of us together, watched a moth crawl out of it''s cocoon on the front porch and it reminded me...
"The heavens declare the glory of God,
the skies proclaim the works of His hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech,
night after night they display knowledge."
His glory is everywhere.
And we get to see it in this place, in each other,
as we grow up here on this farm as a family of folks who really, really wanna know Christ most. :)
I love watching the Charmer's chubby legs running through the farm fields.
I love it when the two older ones try to wink at me as they speed by on the quad.
I love it when my Siah reads to me all sprawled out on the kitchen counter as I wash up the last of the morning dishes.
I love that we're learning to add the simplest of numbers right there next to the chickens, and I love that shy-proud little smirk that she sports after catching moths with her bare hands.
I love the stories and picnic lunches that are eaten up together out under that great big tree tucked away in the far corner of the farm.
I love that we laugh, and we cry, and they bring me flowers several times a day, and they're fascinated at the way the sun turns our jug of water into summer, peach tea right there on the stump in the front yard.
I love these days together, him and I and them, here in this place. :)
