It feels a bit awkward to write again. It ‘s been… what? maybe three years or more since I launched this blog and said I would be sharing more of my journey?
I’ll be honest, there were so many moments where I didn’t feel at peace… where I questioned if I was in the right place to write anything for others. I often didn’t feel capable, or clear enough. So much life was happening, family things, health things, deep soul work. I have been figuring out who I am as a woman, a wife, a mother… and most days still am. There were times I thought, I don’t even know what I would say anymore. Not in the way I thought I would when I first began this.
But slowly, I have been growing again. Not in the loud ways… in quiet ones.
Some seasons are loud and public. Others are quiet and unseen…
like roots deepening in the soil. Lately, I’ve been living more in the quiet… but something is beginning to stir again.
In these slower days, I’ve found deep wealth in stillness. We celebrated our 9-year anniversary this summer, not with anything extravagant, but in the everyday sacred. Honest conversations. Healing. Laughter with the kids. Stretching into grace and gentleness again.
We took the children to a place where people go on a quiet prayer retreat in the middle of nature. It felt like a holy pause. I watched them listen, pray, share what they saw and so freely, with the kind of wonder children carry. We also went camping for a day, and I loved seeing them spend the entire day outside playing. No distractions, just fresh air, a small river walk, a bit of muddy feet, and joy.
Our allotment has been more of a reflection than a project this year (ups!). I don’t know if I should be proud or embarrassed. We haven’t planted much yet! We’ve just been harvesting what others sowed. It’s humbling and beautiful, and it’s been speaking to me in so many ways! Some seasons are for planting, others for receiving and both are good.
There have been beach days, riverside adventures, and new memories made as a family under the (surprisingly generous) English sun (I’m not joking!). Meeting new faces in a new church… and personally, slowly learning names and rhythms, it feels gentle and hopeful, and though it’s still new, I feel good here. Grounded, even. A season of transition , but with unexpected peace.
There’s also been the quiet kind of hard challenges, as always in life. Moments with Joshua’s health that shook me for a second (some long-standing back pain and sciatica), working to understand and heal what’s happening in his body. But we are still here, still covered and still choosing joy. He is doing better now.
It’s been stretching, but God has been so faithful.
There’s peace even in the slow progress.
And through all of this, I’ve found myself paying attention again to what is growing… to God’s quiet work in me,
in us, in this life, in what is stirring, and what is worth sharing.
So this is just a pause to say: God has been here in the quiet, not rushed, not loud, just faithful.
And I feel wealthy.
See you soon.
Love,
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