During all this process of buying a house, having it build, etc. it has all kinda felt like a dream. Non-reality. I didn’t let my heart get involved because I was afraid that it wouldn’t work out. Not until very recently have I allowed myself to get excited about it. Now it is like waiting for Christmas. Harder still is not knowing when it will actually be done and ready to move in. I feel the anticipation building and long so desperately for it! I was sitting outside yesterday sipping a cup of coffee and staring at my tiny back yard that backs up to a high school stadium. I couldn’t help but long for the view that we will have in the new house. The sunrise yesterday was stunning even through the mess of trees and stadium flood lights. But the sunrises in the country are going to be breath taking. I can’t wait to experience the joy of those sunrises and sunsets, unblocked by “city life.” As crazy as it is, I am looking forward to the work that needs to be done. Let’s not underestimate, this is going to be a lot of work. We are not even sure how to do it all. Nevertheless, I am crazy excited about being able to grow a huge garden and get my hands dirty digging up my first harvest. We have so many dreams and plans.
In the meantime, we are trying like crazy to learn in the ins and outs of rural life. We are realizing how much we have bitten off and a little nervous about how it is all going to work out. The sheer magnitude of land that we have to maintain is a bit overwhelming at times. We are basically leaving it in God’s hands as we don’t have the means as of right now to obtain the type of equipment that we really need (like a tractor).
It is going to be good though. We need not get weighed down with the unknowns and just relish in the joy of what is here and now. The sunrises, the brisk winds, the jacuzzi tub, the Meyer lemon tree, the love, the faithfulness of God to provide, life. Yes, there is joy in a lot of little things. They make a difference.