And I'm glad its almost over! I know that I may be the only person that feels this way, but it is the truth. Do not get me wrong...I have enjoyed no schedule, sun, pool, beach, blah, blah, blah. But I am glad this little "moving" thing is over (at least most of it).
Here is what The Brewtsers have been up to since I last blogged. We packed up the house (most of it at the last minute), moved across town into our garage apartment, enjoyed no cable, no internet, no dishwasher, one bedroom, one bathroom, at times no air conditioning, and 3 cats and a dog with us as we watched our house being finished up. I say all that with a smile because it was wonderful. A few of the things that were missing did get to me a little, but for the most part I had this sense of peace about the whole thing. No question where that came from...
After 4 weeks, we moved into the house. I have appreciated it from day 1. I am not sure if I would have felt this way or that I deserved it if we hadn't "roughed it" the weeks before. I do have my moments of not feeling worthy, but all in all, God reassures me that if I constantly give it back to Him, that its all good. I am not sure that I have ever worked so hard on something and at the end looked back on it less proud. That doesn't sound very positive, I know, but let me explain myself.
For over a year, we have put so much time, prayer, money and energy into this project. It has been handed to us from God, and we have known this from the beginning. Nonetheless, we had to actually do the work (Mark did much more than I did, but for the most part we worked together.). So, now that it is over, you would think that we would just stand back and admire the thing and remember each decision, problem, heartache, joy, etc. about this journey. But, honestly, I think that God had a much more meaningful plan for us. We look at this house and see exactly what it is. It is a house. It is where we live. We are much more concerned about what happens behind these walls than what they look like. I love our home and we will live here forever, God willing. But, God has shown us this summer that a house is not our forever home, it is only where we dwell during our time on Earth. I have learned to appreciate children running in the halls, squeals in the house, marker on the couch (already), food cooked on the stove and served at the table (a dishwasher to turn on), and peaceful children sleeping in their own beds (and a peaceful Mommy in hers!).
So, as I reflect on these past few months...I remember fatigue, joy, frustration, laughter, relief, love, and thankfully...PEACE. He is the Prince who shares his peace with us when we most need it. And for that, I am grateful.
PS. A few more things we did this summer...E turned 8, C turned 4, we had our 10th wedding anniversary, renewed our vows, lost a cat:(, had 2 fun beach trips, watched some redneck fireworks in friends' front yard (Alabama fireworks vs. Georgia fireworks-Alabama won everytime) on the 4th of July, G went to football camp for the first time-he loves that sport, E had her first orthodontist appt, C got 4 shots at one time and didn't even cry, and everyone is a better swimmer!
Here is what The Brewtsers have been up to since I last blogged. We packed up the house (most of it at the last minute), moved across town into our garage apartment, enjoyed no cable, no internet, no dishwasher, one bedroom, one bathroom, at times no air conditioning, and 3 cats and a dog with us as we watched our house being finished up. I say all that with a smile because it was wonderful. A few of the things that were missing did get to me a little, but for the most part I had this sense of peace about the whole thing. No question where that came from...
After 4 weeks, we moved into the house. I have appreciated it from day 1. I am not sure if I would have felt this way or that I deserved it if we hadn't "roughed it" the weeks before. I do have my moments of not feeling worthy, but all in all, God reassures me that if I constantly give it back to Him, that its all good. I am not sure that I have ever worked so hard on something and at the end looked back on it less proud. That doesn't sound very positive, I know, but let me explain myself.
For over a year, we have put so much time, prayer, money and energy into this project. It has been handed to us from God, and we have known this from the beginning. Nonetheless, we had to actually do the work (Mark did much more than I did, but for the most part we worked together.). So, now that it is over, you would think that we would just stand back and admire the thing and remember each decision, problem, heartache, joy, etc. about this journey. But, honestly, I think that God had a much more meaningful plan for us. We look at this house and see exactly what it is. It is a house. It is where we live. We are much more concerned about what happens behind these walls than what they look like. I love our home and we will live here forever, God willing. But, God has shown us this summer that a house is not our forever home, it is only where we dwell during our time on Earth. I have learned to appreciate children running in the halls, squeals in the house, marker on the couch (already), food cooked on the stove and served at the table (a dishwasher to turn on), and peaceful children sleeping in their own beds (and a peaceful Mommy in hers!).
So, as I reflect on these past few months...I remember fatigue, joy, frustration, laughter, relief, love, and thankfully...PEACE. He is the Prince who shares his peace with us when we most need it. And for that, I am grateful.
PS. A few more things we did this summer...E turned 8, C turned 4, we had our 10th wedding anniversary, renewed our vows, lost a cat:(, had 2 fun beach trips, watched some redneck fireworks in friends' front yard (Alabama fireworks vs. Georgia fireworks-Alabama won everytime) on the 4th of July, G went to football camp for the first time-he loves that sport, E had her first orthodontist appt, C got 4 shots at one time and didn't even cry, and everyone is a better swimmer!
