I couldn’t help but smile when I saw it. During the official welcome of our family in an Hogar de Vida staff meeting, I glanced down at my sandaled feet. Little white freckles peeped happily back up at me.
There was flour dusting my toes.
I didn’t even brush it off. My heart was so content with our welcome and the baking spree that had decorated me. That morning my mixer had labored over wheat bread for our family, cinnamon rolls for the meeting, and rolls for the team’s dinner. I was tired, but happy. This is what I was made to do.
That feeling has warmed my heart many times over the last few weeks. We’ve hosted three teams from pickup to drop off, shared meals and the story of God’s work in our lives, shopped, cooked, cleaned, sanded, painted, and learned names to match beautiful faces. On the trail behind us are a good many “firsts,” marking out the path to the feeling of “home.” I have carried a one month old new arrival from the house tia’s arms to a medical eval, feeling the flutters of first-mom jitters all over again. We now know just where to put the glass in the refrigerator to catch the condensation runoff that’s supposed to be routed below, and where to get our favorite produce at the farmers market. We can see the work the Lord is doing here, and the difference that it makes every day.
Familiarity has paved the way. Evenings spent reading books aloud on our couch, early mornings hanging laundry. Goodnight kisses, Spanish greetings, movie nights, and bright sunrises. My running shoes have ventured out to tread the hills, and my lungs have caught up. Joy has come again.
We are home.
Office and Homeschool Library. I didn’t even have to stage the desk clutter.
View from the back door of the house looking toward the front. My old kitchen curtains are gracing that window.
This is where the magic happens. This shelf was made to hold our microwave, but it works much better for my baking supplies.
Left side of the kitchen. The pantry space is a huge blessing.
Right side of the kitchen. The stove regularly doubles as counter space.
Dinette. Insert hungry family here.
Living Room. Boys enjoying technology time and our comfy sofa. It’s a snug fit, but we love it.
Work in progress. Hoping to find or make a shelf to get these babies off of the floor of the dinette. Not that the box of ziploc bags isn’t uniquely charming in it’s own way.
Kids voted to bunk together. We love that they are hanging close. Quilts compliments of Grandma Ruth.
Play room. Rare footage of this wild area in it’s natural state.
Back Patio. Here we have a bit of space for three (crowded) fruit trees, some laundry lines, and the tank and pump that provides water for our house.
Laundry Area. Right now the water feed for the washing machine comes from the sink. We are hoping to get a real line put in soon so we can scoot the machine against the wall.
Master Bedroom with the quilt I pieced the weeks before we launched to Costa Rica. My blessed MIL finished it for me and sent it down with a Lifegate Team.
Balcony view. It’s plain amazing to peek out the window every morning at this.
I thought this week I’d let pictures do the talking. Please enjoy a gallery of some moments we’ve captured in the last month. We are savoring the present as we look ahead to our move to Costa Rica this summer. A new update letter is hot off of the press. Click <here> to catch up on our global launch, or hop over to our Newsletters tab. It’s so good to have you with us on the journey.
Nothing like best friends who share a family.
Got bare walls? He can hook you up.
I had a birthday and was greatly blessed.
Studying Spanish in Comfort.
Waiting at the courthouse for passport applications to be processed is a good opportunity for photography practice.
This view means quality time with my husband is up next.
Bucket, shovel, sand, happiness.
Barefoot in the sand. Thank you, spring.
Grandpa is a big help to this little fisherman.
Our first trip to the Urgent Care Center ever. 3 Stitches on 1 Brave Boy.
Matt and I ran the Lincoln Half Marathon together and had a great time. Literally.
Praise the Lord; praise God our savior! For each day he carries us in his arms. Psalm 68:19
I’m usually pretty capable of cranking out 1,000 words at any given moment. My husband will verify this, especially at bedtime when he’s drifting off. Whether those slurries of words are of interest to people outside of marriage vows (and sometimes even in them) is another story. I would like to start a new feature here on TheGoodNewsFamily to make it easier for me to share my heart for our global launch to serve at the Home of Life in Costa Rica. A picture is said to be worth that much in verbiage, sometimes even more. Please enjoy a few of my favorites and the (brief) reasons why.
Our home for 5 weeks this summer. There is a beauty to doing life in a small house when you are surrounded by glorious weather (I even love the rain) and warm people. Itty bitty living space, phenomenal cosmic life.
Every morning of our stay, the skyline above was the breathtaking view from the rocking chairs on our front porch. Cue the symphony of birdsong, crickets, and gecko chirps, pour the coffee, and breathe in the presence of the Lord. Blessings!
La Terapia Fisica (Physical Therapy)
Here are two of the little ones I get work with. There are nine kids I have evaluated so far, six of them are under a year. In an earlier post I sent pictures of the infant stimulation room I use for therapy. It is a nice space with a mat I can use to work with the kids on the floor. The toys that we brought down to use with the infants have been a blessing to use in my sessions with the babies. Thank you for your support which has allowed us to work with the children here and serve at the home. Thank you also for your continued prayers, they are a blessing to us.
A La Escuelita (At The Little School)
A few photos of the teacher in action! Here is Kris reading a story to the older group of kids.
Here Kris was working on numbers by counting leaves on one of the plants.