2 years later

As I sit here writing this I cannot believe that we have been here for 2 years. It's difficult to think about all of those moments we missed with friends and family over the past 2 years. It's crazy to look back and remember how tiny our boys were.
I still remember the last day. I bravely stood beside my husband at our church as they prayed over us and this journey we are on. I remember the final goodbye at In-n-Out with friends and family. I remember driving out of town crying over all of the people that I invested in and that invested in me over the past years. I remember the excitement and fear that was packed into our car along with everything else we owned.

January 4, 2015

January 4, 2015

But what would have happened if we had never came? I wouldn't have met many amazing people that now are really good friends. I wouldn't have suffered in ways that God wanted to take me through. I wouldn't have this story to share to tell of His wonderful work.

Currently John is the lead Pastor at our Church. (That is a story that I plan on sharing more of this next year.) John is continuing to take full load classes at SEBTS, as well as continue his music outlet with a local band. He's able to play worship sets and even do camps. 

A year ago today we began homeschooling the boys. An adventure that we knew was coming, but didn't expect to be nearly as difficult (or rewarding) as it has been. The transition has been more difficult as the relentless responsibility of teaching, driving, correcting, encouraging has all landed on us as parents. Slowly and after many changes we are beginning to see what is working for our family.

PaperFromHeaven is still one of our main sources of income, as well as FabricFromHeaven. Both keep me busy and give me a creative outlet. Balancing everything that I do is the most difficult.

What's next? I don't know. Some days we're certain school is over in 2 more years, and some days it looks more like 4. Some days I just don't even want to think about it and instead live in the ignorance of real life. My inner human longs to settle, but my adventurous being says "this isn't it, there is so much more that God has planned, hurry lets finish here and move on to what's next". I have to remind myself that even the trees have to grow from season to season. They cannot product fruit season after season without the growing phase. 

Would you continue to pray for us as we endure this life, as we sacrificially give all of our everything to be here to learn to serve God better?