The Mr. and I were in a small group at church and the facilitator asked...
"Is your home an oasis?"
I smiled and I may have laughed. Images of our home and life with our children [9, 5, and 2 year old] flashed through my mind. I'd use various words to describe our home but "oasis" doesn't come to mind.
Life is messy [literally, get out the disinfectant, I'll spare you the details]. It's noisy. It's moving fast. [I tend to like quiet.] Most of the time it feels like I'm not up for this.
I want our home to be an oasis. A place that "provides refuge, relief and pleasant change from what is difficult".
I hope in the midst of...
walking on Legos,
cleaning up my son's concoction of "hosta leaf soup" [from the bathroom sink],
treating rashes and bee stings,
wiping noses and booties,
wondering why the kids seem to destroy so many things,
reminding to be kind [don't hit and don't growl]. And that's just the kids!
...[in the midst of] all this life, I hope our home is an oasis.
I recently read this... "Peace: not the absence of noise, trouble or hard work but to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart."
I love it. I need it. I also need a full night's sleep because tomorrow we're going to do it all again and our children will go, go, go....until they crash at the end of the day.
Every night before I go to bed, I "tuck them in". It's a sweet routine that reminds me how thankful I am for these three amazing children.
Jude's imagination never ends.
Grace nurtures Addie and it is beautiful to see.
Goodnight!
Kate
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