Well. This is an upside-downing of things, isn’t it.

We are moving from our rental. Rather unexpectedly, and rather rushed, I would say. The old septic system on the property looks like it has had just about enough with our large family, so we’ve been nicely, and understandably, asked to leave. In six weeks.

So.

Seems we’ve been here before. But God has been gracious and instead of having us wait and see for where His cloud would land, we were provided our next house the very next day. It is the former home of a friend who raised her own large family, on five quiet acres. So, we are moving back into a huge house again, one with gardens and woods and places to plant tomatoes and gather eggs. You can’t make this stuff up. I almost don’t know what to do with myself, but I did pack the first box today. It was difficult. Not the packing, but the “so we are moving again…”

Thus, the upsizing.

The downsizing? Well…not yet, but coming. A third of our children are now young adults, spreading their wings with university classes and jobs. What a flip from our podcast series, Downsizing our Home, Upsizing our Family!

So now I am in a flux. Still maintaining the homeschooling and schedule, but now hunting and packing boxes. Still working to finish a weaving project, but packing up all of my other craft supplies. And my mind is even more busy: what do I keep? what do I give or throw away? what will our new house be like? how long can we stay there? And so on, and so on, and so on…

All I know for certain is that God is going before me, and has everything in His hands. And when things get a little (or a lot) befuddled, I go back to the Lord I serve, and His faithfulness to me. He is a sure foundation (even when He’s moving!), and He is trustworthy. So, bring on the boxes and let’s get packing up once again.

Blessings,